Black Kennedy
Black Symmetry: A Journey of Identity and Legacy
Lyrics
If I was a Kennedy, I'd be a black Kennedy
If I were a Kennedy, I would be a black Kennedy
Black car, black tux, this is black symmetry
Describing a stylish and sophisticated image with black car and tuxedo, emphasizing black identity
Raised in the Chi though my family from Tennessee
Being raised in Chicago while the family originates from Tennessee
I remember me, 'Riem, Dilla, we was in the D
Recalling moments with 'Riem and Dilla in Detroit (the D)
Riding through the city with the top down
Expressing a carefree and open-minded attitude while driving through the city
We ain't got no ceilings to our thoughts now
-It's a beautiful ride
-Riding through the city with the top down
-We ain't got no ceilings to our thoughts now
-It's a beautiful ride
-Let the sun grow, I roll through the jungle on the humble
Highlighting personal qualities and values, including compassion, street knowledge, and a sense of calm and love
Got compassion from my mother, streets from my uncle
-One code of honor is to move with no drama
-Know thyself, know gettin' money, know karma
-Hold respect like a charm that I got from my momma
-In the palm of my hand, it's like a land that I'm fond of
-A calm dove, Lon love, the black Dalai Lama of
-Feed the masses with two fish for one love
-The sum of all pieces
Philosophical reflections on life, releasing art to free people from societal "beasts"
Release new releases to release us from the beast is the thesis
-I used to give my lil' cuz cleatses
-It's what I used to get my grandmother pieces, she love sequins
-Diahann Carroll-like, some of these leaders are pharaoh-like
-Let the people go so they can face the east and grow
-Time for everything, everything is seasonal
-I dreamed enough, everything is believable, it's feasible
-If I was a Kennedy, I'd be a black Kennedy
Reiteration of the desire to be a black Kennedy, recalling roots in Chicago and memories with 'Riem and Dilla
Black car, black tux, this is black symmetry
-Raised in the Chi though my family from Tennessee
-I remember me, 'Riem, Dilla, we was in the D
-Riding through the city with the top down
Reiterating the beauty of a drive with no mental barriers in the city
We ain't got no ceilings to our thoughts now
-It's a beautiful ride
-Riding through the city with the top down
-We ain't got no ceilings to our thoughts now
-It's a beautiful ride
-Macaroons, easy afternoons
Describing laid-back moments, social issues, and commitment to philanthropy, using wordplay and metaphors
Shorties buck shots under blacker moons
-In search of yellow suns, undeveloped ones
-They get hella guns, heat and melanin
-The streets where we from, beats heavy drums
-Wish I could put Jordans on the feet of everyone
-Black Kennedy, royalty with black identity
-Leader of the freestyle, I go to penitentiaries
-And write with the fight of Reverend Wright from Trinity
-For centuries, they'll remember me for my similes
-But I metaphor more than that
-No matter how rich I get, I'ma pour it back
-The jurisdiction of justice, non-fiction of a hustler's heart
Discussing justice, humble beginnings, and the obligation to give back to the community
From dust we start
-And we must embark to passion mark the people
-Had our first black prez, I'ma be the sequel
-If I was a Kennedy, I'd be a black Kennedy
Repetition of the desire to be a black Kennedy and reminiscing about Chicago and Dilla
Black car, black tux, this is black symmetry
-Raised in the Chi though my family from Tennessee
-I remember me, 'Riem, Dilla, we was in the D
-Riding through the city with the top down
Reiteration of the liberating and beautiful experience of driving through the city with an open mind
We ain't got no ceilings to our thoughts now
-It's a beautiful ride
-Riding through the city with the top down
-We ain't got no ceilings to our thoughts now
-It's a beautiful ride
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