Where is your mind it's off of that Pixie dust
That extra special when it's mixed with stuff
Would you like a sip off that "sip me" cup
It's the blood of Christ mixed with some trippy stuff
You know that hippy stuff, that "an hour passed by and it hit me" stuff
Never believed in God until about an hour ago
And according to him I think I got a very sour soul
But I got a Sweet Swisher in my lap
Infinity in my window so I'm never looking back
For the minute I'm a little too consumed in the moment
To notice life around me so I came out here to smoke this
Live fast but I drive slow
Girl rolling blunts with her Raybans cuz her eyes low
I'm an ass hole with a nice flow
And dreams of dying on the stage at Glasgow at the end of the set for my last show
You're super novice
I'm super nova
I'm super turnt
You're super sober
I'm super starting
You're super over
You're super lame
I'm super doper
A carniverous king
Doing his thing eating snakes
Super King Cobra
You're so corruptible
I must be super Satan
Third Level Transformation
I'm just super saying
Kamehameha your ass
All across the nation
Kamehameha your ass
Now your a lost in translation
Gone forever only up for interpretation
Incept your dreams like I had a fucking invitation
You wanna go where the wild things roam
Well there's a bunch of beasts in this mother fucken nation
I'm a beast
But I'm high as fuck and I'm the next in rotation
So fuck waiting I'm trying to fuck the nation
Lightning strikes at the radio station
While my tracks in rotation
I'll bring that thunder like I'm mother fucken Raiden
Fuck the patience, I'm a crazy doctor entering heavy experimententation
Angents of chaos and Agent Orange in the sky
And my track in the back while I scribble on the walls a bunch of verses from Revelation
Then I realize my verses are better and decide to leave the room to go and be everything I can be
Everything I will be
Everything I have been
Time traveling
Memory Unraveling
Sometimes I don't really know what's happening
I'm just rappin'
I'm just grapplin'
For reality but my inner energy is tellin' me
That I'm a fucken killer G but all I want is inner peace
One flew the nest and Cuckoo goes the clock
I have ticks when I talk
I'm awkward when I walk
I'm always lost in thought
I don't talk alot
But yo bitch thinks I'm hot
She probably has teeth marks from my sound bites
She only bumps top 40 so I aint down alright
Stay high all day touch ground at night
Grab some Swishers and a 40 and then it's back to flight
Call the TSA 'cuz when I'm high, I bring the terror
I'll rearrange your face like Sean McNamara
I like shrooms that talk to me in the mirror
And Acid in a moshpit while Joey screams Pro Era
Pro Era Pro Era Era
Scratch up the record and fuck up your ear bruh
I got the weed so loud can't hear ya
We gon party like the end is fucken near bruh
We only got one life so we gotta live it
I only need one take for me to come and rip it
Gimme a pen and pad, I write pictures so vivid
You could take a tab o' Acid while my record spin and live it
My record spin like a UFO inside the sky
Out of the world type of flow does seem to catch the eye
I think James Murphy said "thank you for watching the sounds come out of the speakers"
I'd like to thank ya for coming out to the theatre
of sound waves that I put together
we can party forever
no matter the weather
We can party like its 1964, '65, '66,'67,'68,'69
And make everything better
The music was better
The drugs were better
The music was better
The drugs were better
The music was better
The drugs were better
All the drugs were way better
All the music was way better
The drugs were better
Sgt. Pepper, Piper at the Gates of Dawn, Surrealistic Pillow, Are You Experienced,
Axis: Bold As Love, Magical Mystery Tour, Velvet Underground , Strange Days, Forever Changes, The Doors
The Beatles crawl through my Pink Floyd brain, while I rest on The Velvet Underground of this Jefferson Airplane behind the Doors of Love
Fuck it I'm gone