I chill and I let the vibe, set the high
Never mind, you know cuz of how my eyes low
Watching televised, half ass rappers
That should be lucky to just survive
They hearts filled with hate, vanity, and petty lies
But me, I'm a steady guy, never flip flop
I'm hip hop, raps of any kind Stringing up my lingo
Reminiscing back to Sega and Nintendo
The Endo strong, cuz I feel like I went back in time
Spacing out, staring off, losing track my Artistic Fantastic mind
So I grab the gas, refuel, and I Pack a dime
And I'm glad to find that I don't need wings or Red Bull to have to fly
Well that's a sigh, of relief, that's a sign
Tell Ye' I don't have to touch, Ima grab the sky
Make it turn from day to nightfall here in rapid time
Got em all thinkin that I'm pulling on the tab of blinds
Maybe acid, psychedelics on my menu
Till the casket, otherwise I'm dead inside
Getting high ridding all my lows and I rectify
Never mind the face, cuz u got the voice identified
