Building Minds Faster (BMF): Today, I went to school to pay my tuition. (I actually drove) Even though I thought it was going to take me no longer than 15 minutes, I decided to get a parking permit ($3 bucks) because I saw about five cars with orange envelopes on the lower part of the windshield (parking tickets). As I walked towards the machine where I was going to get the permit, some young lady got off a car and asked me if I was going to purchase a permit......So she gave me her permit because she was leaving, and made my day. (BMF). When I left campus I did the same thing. I gave the permit to a lady, and suggested that she should do the same when she left campus. (BMF). Society is such a better place when people understand what it is to be a 'homo sapien sapien' in this day and age. After all, we are identified as double 'sapeins' for a reason. BMF is a process in which people understand civilization, and place great importance in history in order to make healthy decisions and evolve!
They call me Jay Electronica.
Fuck that!
Call me Jay ElecHannukah.
Jay ElecYarmulke.
Jay ElecRamadaan Muhammad Asalaamica RasoulAllah Supana Watallah through your monitor.
My uzi still weighs a ton check the barometer.
I'm hotter than the muthafuckin sun check the thermometer.
I'm bringing ancient mathematics back to modern man.
My momma told me never throw a stone and hide your hand.
I got a lot of family, you got a lot of fans.
That's why the people got my back like the Verizon man.
I play the back and fade to black and then devise a plan.
Out in London, smoking, vibin while I ride the tram.
Givin out that raw food to lions disguised as lambs,
And, by the time they get they seats hot,
And deploy all they henchmen to come at me from the treetops,
Im chillin out at Tweetstock,
Building by the millions,
My light is brilliant.
Your class, your caste, your country, sect, your name or your tribe.
There's people always dying trying to keep them alive.
There's bodies decomposing in containers tonight..
In an abandoned building where..
The squatters made a mural of a Mexican girl.
With fifteen cans of spray paint in a chemical swirl.
She's standing in the ashes at the end of the world.
Four Winds blowing through her hair.
The Bible's blind. The Torah's deaf. The Qu'ran is mute.
If you burned them all together you’d get close to the truth.
Still they’re pouring over Sanskrit under Ivy League moons..
While shadows lengthen in the sun.
Cast on a school and meditation built to soften the times..
And hold us at the center while the spiral unwinds.
It's knocking over fences, crossing property lines.
Four Winds cry until it comes.
Well I went back by rented Cadillac and company jet.
Like a newly orphaned refugee retracing my steps.
All the way to Cassadaga to commune with the dead.
They said, "You'd better look alive".
And now it’s off to old Dakota where a genocide sleeps..
In the Black Hills, the Badlands, the calloused East.
I buried my ballast. I made my peace..
Her Four Winds leveling the pines//
My President Is Black.
In Fact,
He's Half-White.
So Even In A Racist Mind, He's Half-Right.
So If You Got A Racist Mind, You Be Alright*
My President Is Black, But His House Is All White.
Rosa Parks Sat So Martin Luther Could Walk.
Martin Luther Walked So Barack Obama Could Run.
Barack Obama Ran So All The Children Could Fly.
So I'ma Spread My Wings, You Can Meet Me In The Sky.
My president is black, my Lambo's blue,
And I'll be goddamned if my rims ain't too.
My money's light green, and my Jordans light grey,
And They love to see white, now how much you tryna pay?
Subscribe to:
Comments (Atom)