Ayo
Peace alive
[?] gold shit [?]
Peace alive
Burnt rhyming
Ja Rastafari
Everything is everything
Music is a beautiful spell, it truly captivate
Activate your soul man
The self is a strange interior municipality
An ancient caliphate
Peace alive Ja Rasta--
[?] face spotted eagle [?]
Afrocentric, Asiatic, Hebrew
Real soul, poetry alive with the energy
Fear is a vision I could never see
Vision, how your ear hear the melody
See how we readily, build so plentifully
Plenty, holy scripts from the lips
Slip quick to your brain, peace
Ain't peace great?
See the thing speak
Death, greed, is flaying from the chamber
Anger
Peace to the gang-bangers
Bro we need changes
Fuck cages, fuck racists, fuck money, it’s just paper
(Badee-um-bop-um-bo-do-ya)
Waiting for you babe
(Where we go from here?)
(Badee-um-bop-um-bo-do-ya)
Waiting for you babe
(Where we go from here?)

Ayo
You don’t gotta listen to me
I'm kickin' it free
Look how I’m spittin' it G
Cook up the grits with the fish-fry
So vinegary
Literary style so wild, I’m childlike with the whimsy
High off the drive, flowers man
It’s lit, like literally
Hit licks, lickitty split, split, wickity wigs
With the slippery magic, with the mystery
Tragic, with the comedy, get off of me
I’m possibly, the best fuckin' poet
In the stupid-ass fucking piece of shit English language
Hit you with the knowledge that’s dangerous
Anguish!

Peace to the rain, on a plane
Hanging out the window
Screaming gang shit in Spanglish
Doma!
Fuck gang, put her in a coma
Obatala, throat chakra free
I’m a fully fucking licensed, fucking G-O-D
Yeah you know me
Kool AD, O.D
A real OG
Blowin' tree
In the 303
Go Nuggets
But first and foremost, gold dust
Oh fuck it, I’m a bay boy forever you can never
Take it out of me
(Cheh)
You know i’m finna make my mama proud of me
Fuck all the cowardly
Powder white senators
Thinking they could ever fucking will (wield?) real power
See the power is a fallacy
Its existence is contextual
Try out my philosophies
They all testable
I’m an animal, load off vegetable
Littered with, glittering minerals
Look at all these viddles I'm giving you
Food yo, eat it up
Rule, see me beat it up
(Heh)
Crude in the greasy cuts
Yeah, trill, I’m a freaky fuck
Loose off the juice
Spit truth in the booth
Scoop easy bucks
Dude, it’s too easy bruh
Y’all some cheesy fucks
Lookin' like y’all need a hug
Your boy Kool AD, the plug
Jiggy with the free, you could see the love
(Cheh)
Never fucking doubt that
Rat see cheese
Get they necks snapped
On a mouse trap
Ask me three questions
One, who the kid
Two, who the kid
Three, who the kid
Kool AD for all three, go check that
Answer in the back of the book
Y’all shook
Your boy cook, please respect that
What you know about that?
How’s that?
(Cheh)

Your man can, like the candy-man
Sprinkle hella do on the sunshine
Strumming your pain with my fingers, one time
Three dollar bill, twenty pennies, plus one dime
Yeah you may laugh
'Cause you did not do your math