Yo, want to be Kool A.D.?
No no no no no
Just be like you man
Quincy Jo-Jo - Jones in 4:4
Signatures, literature
Doot doo!
Ligature - get it or knot
I don't want to edit a lot
I said it, it's hot
Give me a sedative, stop
It's getting repetitive
Dead it, never mind let me mess with it
Text messages, sex breasteses
Mexicans, Africans, Americans
African-Americans
Born Jamericans, very, very high
Theremin, seraphim, terrapin slow
Where the pin go?
Ask the weatherman
Where the wind blow?
Or blow the endo out the window
See where did it go
I don't know

Cold brews, cold Kool, show prove
Who told you to roll through? Run your ProTools
Slow fools
Go to school and drop out, walk out
Everything's a cop out
Yo, I am no Gandhi, I am no nazi
High and low, l'chaim I am the floor, mop me
Stop me
Jim Carrey but more hairy
Marry me
Verily, verily, merrily, merrily
Life is but a Creamsicle, a clean nickel
Will get you a mean tickle, the dream
Is to ream lickle teen chickles
And get the green, no pickle for shickle
Stack pancakes
Mike Bickle
Whether steady rain or light trickle
I type riddles for giggles on ditties for kiddies
And doggies, puppies, hipsters, blipsters
Spicsters, puppies, buppies, wifeys, hubbies
Skinnies, tubbies, bubbies, buddies
Criminal types, liminal lives, literal wives
Kiddies with knives
Biddy by, biddy by by by
Biddy by by by, by by by bye, hi, hi, hi!

It's me again, see me friend?
Regular Bob Creeley easy tens eyecloptical soccer ball
Kickin' it type, living the life
Gimme the light
Russian living room, Washington Heights
Bonet chick, financial district
Telegu man (???)
Semi-realistic, semi-impressionistic dipshit
Sickest spic at the picnic
Mating ritual machine elliptical
Kick a few bars, then I ghost
Kick a few bars and then I ghost

Aight peace