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A sweaty funk jam from back when Chef could really throw it down (which was roughly, uh, 1969). Basically, the guy needs to get some (more?), and plays the highbrow angle with fancy words.

The parting shot about slaves on horses and a "racial relationship" might be hinting at anti-miscegenation laws, and keeping blacks within careful boundaries. Is his "emancipator" and "love educator" a white woman?

Perhaps his vocabulary also reflects a desire to fight against the culture of black anti-intellectualism that plagues us still.

I see this as a song about a heroin addition . His clever use of metaphors throughout the song,hide the darkness of his true nightmare .

(modus operandi Is really all right, out of sight)

the way that you operate, and

(Your sweet phalanges,Know how to squeeze)

you got a hold on me and my stomach is actually happier with you than without you ....

He's up all night . His MD say that his heart is not working and that this dope that he loves so much is killing him. He is not listening, he wants to get high

I can't sleep at night But that's all right The M.D. tells me My heart's on strike

Emanating, originating from a love asphyxiation He said I better slow down Before you drive me in the ground But what he doesn't know is I want another encore

let me stop this bullshit, get me some dope and free my mind ........

Let me stop procrastinatin' Standin' here and narratin' Find my emancipator She's a love educator

He's out of balance,cant think and all of his automatic brain functions are simply a slave on this white dope and every time he uses ,"everytime she explores'...... she is his master and he is her slave . this poor,strung-out black man......

Cerebrum, cerebellum, and medulla oblongata A slave's on a horse Everytime she explores Just heard a discussion about a racial relationship

Utterly sublime.