[Verse 1: Meek Demeo]
And now this is what you wanted
Maybe free, started being explicit about it
Into the experience with no knowledge of you dying
Crystallized sh*t mixed with the yellow powder (Pull another hit)
DMT trip, your eyes run around it
b*tch let me pose or watch death create blackness
Party with the gods, f*ckin' vibrations
[Hook]
Baby I feel too high
It’s starting to be foreign
Can’t recollect more bits of loving
And now my girls are up in heaven
I can’t wait
I need you love
Is this my fate, too?
Dance with they gods
[Verse 2: Meek Demeo]
I hope you ego isn't present
I promise that you see there's a method to all my madness
Decipher what's real, now that's impossible ~
If you get too high, just acknowledge my presence
LSD trips, cover and it slips, the wall starts pulsating
Inside of my eyelids if I was being so blatant
So f*cking surreal underneath the prostration
[Hook]
{SOMEBODY HELP, OMG THIS sh*t'S ANNOYING!}
Agree