Intro: Awon

Yeah, uh huh, Soulapowa, Dread Solo, Awon

Verse 1: Awon

Ethiopian roast, complex earthy notes

Post Deebo quotes, if you woke then vote

Don't get hung by hope, opioid era sick off throat

That's why I take my bread by the loaf

The kitchen is confidential, the recipe is mental

Whipping up raw to have hip hop heads begging for more

And desolate times I'm peddling rhymes for a living

Uncle Lou gave us the freedom to stay spitting

The First Amendment exercised with criminal vision

Manifest those pander political prison

Dark wave shatter king black palette and risen

I'm on that Zarkon shit, I'm shocking the system

With mysticism, Golden Era New York-ism

Sleep Is The Cousin of Death, don't fall victim

To doubt, or get blinded by clout

Cuz when the dope runs out, I'm deflating prices for the drought

Hook: Awon

Afro futuristic, bad dope clever

Meditation yoga, Michelin fantastic on indulger

Wise like Yoda, Socrates in the toga

Taking over with that raw baking soda, wake you up out your coma

Verse 2: Awon

This is King in bold, Madagascar gold

Over the book of the dead, with the Dead Sea Scroll

Rue Black it's cold, on a mission ultraversing the globe

For the Fountain of Youth and four leaf clove

Pot boil on the stove, steam rise to the top

Unpolitical ops mimic the process a lot

Tension boiling is hot, funky like trash board on the block

Wolves only go to war for the guap

It's on it's infinite loop, refined gangsta like Snoop

Define lace in the booth, I stay giving em truth

Some say I'm the proof, still spit for the youth

I'ma fight nail and tooth, summon me out for the juice

While I'm throwin my deuce, life is short when it's new, I want forever

My art equals immortality eternal ever

This story ends never, I ride foul court

In the black holes, jumping through dimensions switching weather