I drink your words Digest your vibe. Nutrition in the form of scribe. A catalyst within my soul Turning incompleteness whole - Once more Unlike any before Your words motivate my core What more can a girl ask for than a soul like yours at her spiritual door? And so I sing To you, Strong Black King A chorus of thanks for the vibe that you bring. Whilst others to Gucci and Prada doth cling, I give humble thanks for your Spiritual Bling I sing harmonies for your Conscious Love In perfect form, like hand and glove So Godblessed and born thereof Wondrous wisdom from Above No nautical miles, no mountains or ocean Can change the pace of our spiritual motion the higher the peak, the vaster the sea the harder we seek, the more stubborn we be Don't blame us - blame history or blame Godless Darwinian theory That says it's all evolutionary whatever the reason, it's plain to see No distance (could be earth to Mercury) can come between the black you and black me!