BIDEURTIME (FLOW) (Redux)

You know, there's probably some sort of iridescent glow

Between our future and our past,

But here we are between the two, a gleam diffracting particles,

A gap that all can pass through,

That one inside my skull

I never claimed to have the pull of the guy you bought your whip from,

But I could teach you magnets

Honestly, a miracle that still I walk this earth, but hey, our God, he made it spherical

I hope you got that, I hope she pops that, I hope I'm not whack

The moon, it pulls the mind back to where we sheltered from

It's jarring, yes, it stuns,

But shake off that paralysis, my dude, your trainer needs you