Kyouma

Yo rest in peace Christian Calamuci

Meditate like a monk, push keys like Thelonius

Doper than an opiate, lyricism copious

Posted up like Lincoln watching over the Smithsonian

Emotions like a stoicist, but flow so ferocious

My work ethic and soul have been harmonious

Style's fresh and clean, matter of fact, it's the soapiest

Every time I play the vibes my solos are melodious

On half diminished chords, I play the mode of locrian

Groupies try to strip for me, I call them mobius

And if she on her knees, then I'm the holiest