[Verse 1] The last time I seen Dizzy Gillespie He was smiling at me Singing to a southern sun Set back in Tallaha**ee Dare you ask me how many d** I took on that morning I'm mourning for bu*tered biscuits Syrup over the pancakes, I k**ed that Gla** 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 Getting too high, tweaking and sh** My silhouette is talking to my shadow I'm drinking a bit, Cognac Somebody tell Jay Electronica I love him It's 3 PM 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 xan 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 OK if you wanna wait to 90 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 PM and I'm sitting outside this coffee shop Thinking about my wedding dress and 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 gra** getting greener And smile like Dizzy Gillespie