(intro sample:)
You see here, kid?
You gotta just go for it
Don't think about what comes after or what came before
You just gotta bend your knees, take a deep breath
And jump
And you might think, "well what if I fall?"
Well, what if you don't?
What if...what if you fly?


(verse:)
Picture frame is crooked but that shit can hold a picture still
Searching for the holy grail to watch as the elixir spills
Onto the hills
Depression raining down into the mixture still
1400 mg of ibuprofen doesn't kill
Trust me
I've taken the long road to the darkness incarnate
And all that I got was the feeling of nausea
I ought to
Slap the fuck outta next cuck
Who tries to read my mind
Cuz if you try to look within
It'll be hard to find
The starting line
Ditch the holy scripture make your mission of a different fixture
Worship the mind as it's the highest figure
Highest ever
The road to riches is a hard endeavor
Are willing to kill?
Willing to die?
Willing to jump on the off chance that you might fly?
I know you say you're ready
But I don't think you are
You still at war and you still licking off your battle scars
Look at up at the stars and hear I hear the moon it's talking to me
It told me "Wake up
Grind and get your cake up
But don't forget your mission
You're missing the whole point."
"This planet earth is just a hurdle that you need to get over
In order to finally master the power within
And only then
Can you leave the three dimensional plane
And ascend
Into cosmic consciousness
Of the akashic awesomeness
You follow this, and you'll be home to Mars with all your Father's kin
You understand me, child?"
And I smile
Because I understand
I gotta be a better man
In order to get off of this hellhole of a planet
Its damaged
It's managed to crumble within itself
She crying out she's needs your help
She slit her fucking wrists so hurry up and save her from herself
And while you're at it save yourself
The masses only passion is living lavish
They never gave a fuck how you felt
You was dealt a rigged deck of cards
In a simulation built to make you think you ain't a god
I don't need your fucking pardon but pardon me
As I reset the arteries
Cuz I'm 5D now shit different
And yes I'm on a mission but I'll still get even
Heaven got soldiers and warriors for a reason
This is my season
Fuck the one percent expose them all for high treason
Walk off wit the secret files down the road cheesing
I'm just by lone give a fuck about where he been
Holy like an angel but I'm moving like a heathen
(outro sample:)
Alyssa, would you say you say your use of drugs is, um, at a religious level?
Do you know what I mean?
When you have a hobby and flips over into a religion
Like, when interest becomes obsession
We all have these things, we all have them
Everybody has something that they turn into a religion
It's all about what we choose to make our Gods