I’m sick of this concrete
I wanna feel natures feet
walk a street made of peat
So I can speak a beat so sweet
it’ll make you knees feel weak
can’t sleep

Just dream
Cause I’m holier then a light beam
So don’t fear my regime
Just join the team
and follow the word stream

Supreme, like the mother who made us
gave us lust, trust, motherfucking dust
which is what become
nothing but numb and dumb
when we ignore the war drum

That inevitable rhythm
that marks the human condition
perverse tradition
based in illogical cognition
So I’m on a mission

To change, rearrange your brain
teach you the rules of the game
to be fluid like the rain
and obtain the arcane