I am that I be.
Not tripping that
I am that I be

I am that I be.
Not tripping that
I am that I be

I am the soul of the silent spirits.
The voice of the forsaken
I am a concept beyond your concept of any kind.
Beyond any imagination your minds can come up with.
I rise from sea to shining Black Sea
Living in the sky
Making daily runs in between the stars and the sun god
See I dream of things, you cannot touch.

So you flinch,
You stress
In my presence you redress.
Making finger-crossed statements with evil
Bright smile on your face,
While your mind is spitting course words
At my every good morning…
See I dream of heights, you cannot reach.

So call me Father
Call me Mother
Call me Harmony
Call me Osun
For I dream a knowledge, you can not teach.
Raise your expectations very high
Then you can see me.

I was born to walk the space in between time
I am time, and time is me
And don’t you tell me "Negro do your time"
For I have done so much time.
Now time has
My last name,
Time has taken my very last breath…
See I am a concept beyond your concept of any kind
My dreams are spirits you cannot kill.

I come son of a new man
A new god for a new age
Transcending from the only one,
Descendant of those who left
But never really gone too far from our souls.
I refuse to be buried alive
A wreckage of this underworld,

Or fall victim on my knees and cry
Pounding my Negro knuckles
On their brick walls of insensitivity,
I am corned by fear everyday.
Every night in the streets
I am shouting, crying out for help
Running scared
Shouting, crying out for help
Running scared I am locked out of my self…
I am a victim though,
But I refuse to remain a target
To be prayed upon
By these sneaking solder snipers,
Gunning down our legends
Women and children
Gunning down our future and
Every voice of the people that rise…

I am that pray
To be chased around by stranger gods
Who our gentle sense now do ride,
That gave no chances to our wishes,
That makes anger grow in scattered dreams.

I am that query
To be ran down by this capitalizing system.
In my sleep,
Two political hands are choking my dreams
With cover-ups, Operation Condor
Disaparesitos is now switching continents.
Driving this black man crazy,
Assassinating the character of our gods.
But the fire in my dreams
Can never die so easy.

I am the salt in every recipe,
Resurrecting the world’s test unknown.
I am time and time is me
And don’t you tell me "Nigger do your time"
For this is my time,
And I am not done yet.

My footsteps on the seashores of this world
Can never be faded by any ideological tide.
By any political pendulum
You swing it left or you swing it right.
I am the song that the earth sings
To regain a long lost strength

I am a delegate of the unborn,
The one with a calm comb
I will ease your ways to "ILE IFE"

I am the solution not the problem.
I may be here to you
But I am really somewhere else.

I am the pillar of the house,
The head corner stone
I cannot be moved.

I may be stagnant in your eyes
But I am moving fast,
Changing yet constant
Changing yet constantly,
Changing yet constant
Like northern constellations
I am flying very high…

I am the nourishing rain
After a long lasted drought
Carving peace, out of hard rock of reality.

I am the river that runs beneath everything that you see.
The Black man is the river that runs beneath everything that you see.
The Black woman is the river that runs beneath everything that you see.
We are the Nile and The Niger; our son is the Zambezi
Together we are the Rivers that even death cannot stop.
Your insanities I will drawn in my wisdom.
So you call me Osun
For I dream a stream, you cannot fetch.

I come son of a Black Goddess.
Who leaves sound,
Dancing the light of a thousand African drumbeats.
Living sound,
Dancing light, switching pain with laughter.
Living sound,
Dancing the light of a never-ending road.

I am not only an image of god.
For I come son of him
So I am him.

Rising from sea to every shining Black Sea
I will raise black
But I am shining.

Call me a long lasting religion
Call me an unforgettable prayer
Call me music
Call me dance
Trumpet, drum
Call me Mother, Father
Call me harmony
Call me Osun

For I am that I be
Not tripping that
I am that I be,

I am the soul of the silent spirits
I am the soul of the righteous spirits…
I will rise black
Better than your Hope Diamond
I am shining…