[Verse 1]
The last time I seen Dizzy Gillespie, he was smiling at me
Singing to a southern sun, set back in Tallahassee
Dare you ask me how many drugs I took on that morning
I'm mourning for buttered biscuits
Syrup over the pancakes, I killed that
Glass of white milk, lungs still black
The revolution won't be televised, it's tele-fine
Get a call from Khadija, "How you living girl?", single
30 minutes later the sitcom is over
Common coming over
He trading me all his water for my chocolate
I'm loving the music
Digging the sounds, I'm hitting the joint
I'm getting too high, I'm tweaking and shit
My silhouette is talking to my shadow
I'm drinking a bit, Cognac
Somebody tell Jay Electronica I love him
It's 3 p.m. and the sun is out

[Verse 2]
This is rally at the anti-violence rally raps
With alley caps, I brought my yoga mat
The culdesac was getting crowded, and I need my zen
Sitting in the wind, city of the 'Go
Lotion on my skin got me feeling super smooth
Like I could save a life
Like I could write a dissertation on virginity
Tell a couple girls it's okay if you wanna wait tonight
You ain't gotta rush, the satin and the red cotton sheets gonna be there
Somebody tell Jay Elec' that I'm waitin'
Nah, I'm playin', I'm waitin' for my Mister Man
For the sippy cups on the floor of the minivan
It's 3 p.m. and I'm sitting inside this coffee shop
Thinking about my wedding dress, the violence in the city
What if my soul-man already been shot?
Skip that thought, walk to the bike, ride to the park
Find a new god in the water
Pretend like the grass getting greener
And smile like Dizzy Gillespie, Gillespie