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