Pickled (feat. 3D)

Me father time and mother nature walk into a bar
We are all just cosmic dust you're talking to a star
Filling up at the bar bodies are just cars
Got water on the brain from being stuffed tight inside a mason jar
And for a thousand years I'll won't change up
Take my downs and ups and put them in the same cup and mix em up with some soda
I'm being baptized in Puerto Rican and Jamaican waters
Times a circle I'm farther from the beginning then I was when I started
But the story is never ending all
Our devices are talking while we sleep
Telling secrets only robots can keep

Seeing in between all the smoke
Feeling like an angel in between all the clouds
Cold on my face just wait a minute
This is my place nobody passing me by
When they asking me why
I'm bugging off this planet sitting in this pickle jar
Sipping on this pickle juice
So many big lies televised no time for little truths
But I could see it thru the glass
I sit in this fluid watch the public indulge in the newest
Fuck being the coolest they're selfish and foolish
Stupid little humans



Credits
Writer(s): Enrique Ortiz
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