Oh Baby

Baby, why does our love make you hate me singing

What have you done for me lately meaning

Have you forgot about the biscuits and gravy vegan

Marcus Garvey Park Chinua Achebe reading

Reasons we fall apart then make art with our pieces

Fold them in banana leaves send them back to venus jesus

Seacliff, Aretha and some reefer day-dreamin'

Mama sent me Lawry's now my meals get extra seasoning

See these moments you don't see no more will be no more

Hoping we know more, when we no more

It's holy war, you hold the sword, I hold the Lord

Strike a chord to touch your core (Oooo Baby) I like it raw

My eyes on horizons the sky embraced the iron face

I am faced with the miraculous and commonplace

I share space with rare tastes and pure grace

The spirits pace, universes daily laid to waste

X-Files that can lead you to a cold case

A six pack of red stripe or something straight never chased

Set a date, sit and feel your heartbeat bass

The kind of fine lines that made Sly and Robbie great

The lifelines imprinted on your face, that's fate

Either break bread or bake cake

Or place your broken heart over drum breaks straight to tape

And call it Live from the Sunny State

Then Play it for your lady divine,

when reclined-her knee highs-V-line-each time-sunk in since 89'

And colour outside of the lines that's what made her fine,

(Red Barossa Wine), better with time

It's the heart at the center part,

Sent a dart through the dark nights making art,

Parked up by Marino like coast guards

Sent a postcard to you through a fuselage

Heard a few remarks other dudes want to ooh & ahh

When we arm in arm I disregard the hooplah

She like Zsa Zsa gabor

You Zaza Pachulia, type peculiar

Who you think you are? Moved to Newer York

I'm still Adelaide to the core move the car

Bigger rep than the premier The emperor with a new groove

See im smooth with the catalogue

Rappers acting soft, my girl be so in awe,