SOUND INSANE

Oh, we lit lit, smoking on them biscuits

Oh, we lit lit, minding on our business

How you gonna win if you don't risk it

How you gonna get lit if you don't twist it

Like some dreadlocks, my sneakers dead stock Ten toes on the road in my Nikes

Man a cool, man a just ease, yah nah,

First you see me, then I'm gone with the breeze, yah nah

Inner mind on the 33rd level, inner mind on the 47th balance

Wisdom come from the ash, from the chalice

Let it go, yeah, fuck all of the malice I just be in wonderland like I'm Alice

Somewhere in a astral palace, M.E.O. DMT Space with no A.M.G

You sold your soul like some NFTs Like tokens what I'm smoking potent