Queen

My little corner street poet paint immaculate scenes Nubian Queen pink and yellow dashiki and jeans Look in her eyes like looking at Nile valley streams All I Visualize is a wedding with an African theme Under the sunlight slowly meditate to the beam This ain't no TV show love smutted out on the screen Insight to our life came through spiritual means Her touch turns brothers into hysterical fiends See deeper than Mother Mary in her miracle dreams Been having prophetic visions since early in her teens Hard to beat it in her head kicking 'yah mean' That's why I always come kingly and keep my vines clean I'm a soul soldier True a lot of brothers think scholarly Them same brothers broke ain't got dough for your dowry Put you in a temple Worship your soul hourly My little meteor let your radiation shower me Health alumnus schooled me eating meat was physical dumbness Then she filled the God's stomach with falafels and hummus Nurtured the curves Keep niggas warm with kemetic furs But where's the love she deservers for Making the mud and the metals merge? That was deep I know you peeped the jewels in those subtle slurs Even though your white girlfriends don't understand my urban words It's all good A Soul soldier and a soul sister on a soul train in a small hood You control my whole sphere of awareness As an angel from heaven calling and I hope that you hear this My Ju Ju lady Practice super voodoo in Haiti Went to the islands came home and gave the god a Mercedes Got a high priestess initiating our babies Meditate, the natural way to medicate Amaze me It's Ausu Ra Utcha Ab And to the heart of a Queen village is where the King's staff is led