Feeling colorless like a 20s picture
Stir up all these feelings inside of her
Like taking off a sheer hundred pounds of nothing but weight,
Hey lil momma, what's your name, i'm wale but they call me great
Enough to paint a picture, my true profession
Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin
From the womb, my newborn child
A picture in your mind
The revolution has arrived
To me girl your one of a kind,
Paint a picture of a thousand word scripture,
{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her
Enough to paint a picture, my true profession
The world should turn as soon as my records spin
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