Music and Psychedelics
Trippin' mushrooms inside my bedroom
Trippy thoughts are occupying all my headroom
I see the soundwaves of the music comin' out my speakers
I'm on a spree only to see what the effects do
Music and psychedelics, you can call it my aesthetic
Pop tabs to free my mind and feel a little less pathetic
Weed makes me wanna eat, surprised I ain't a diabetic
But acid has me fastin', helps my diet stay in check
My phone is buzzin', someone must be tryna call or text
But I feel fuzzy, all I know is that I am perplexed
Trip has me feelin' like space-time and I are havin' sex
The whole sensation really got my drawers sticky and wet
I popped two yesterday, today I will be poppin' three
Just for added effect, beforehand I'll be smokin' tree
And bet dat ass I'ma be in another galaxy
So if I ain't makin' no god damn sense, do not be mad at me
(Music and psychedelics)
(Music and psychedelics)
I remember my first trip, I'll tell ya what boy, it was somethin'
I was in for a helluva ride if I thought kush made me feel funny
I was outta my fuckin' mind, at the same time it felt so lovely
I was moon walkin', literally, you wouldn't been able to touch me
Jupiter, Pluto, and Mars and then Venus
And all of the planets I missed in between 'em
The entire Milky Way poured in my mind
And in that very night I felt like a damn genius
I tripped to some Pink Floyd, yeah I was cliché
Hell, I even tripped to some Lana del Rey
Got wrapped up in such a distortion of time
Started trippin' at night, now it's suddenly day
And since that day my life has not been the same
My brain's been aflame, yet I've been far more tame
Do not care too much for anything mundane
Cuz I'm scattered on every dimensional plane
And if I can think of my wildest trip ever
Was when I tripped acid and mushrooms together
I only did it cuz I didn't know better
So tripped I go into a fight with my sweater, but...
Music and psychedelics, you can call it my aesthetic
LSD and weed is all I need, fuck antidepressants
Do it just like a bottle, 'fore I pop a tab I bless it
And while this shit stay in effect, it keep a nigga restless
Trippy thoughts are occupying all my headroom
I see the soundwaves of the music comin' out my speakers
I'm on a spree only to see what the effects do
Music and psychedelics, you can call it my aesthetic
Pop tabs to free my mind and feel a little less pathetic
Weed makes me wanna eat, surprised I ain't a diabetic
But acid has me fastin', helps my diet stay in check
My phone is buzzin', someone must be tryna call or text
But I feel fuzzy, all I know is that I am perplexed
Trip has me feelin' like space-time and I are havin' sex
The whole sensation really got my drawers sticky and wet
I popped two yesterday, today I will be poppin' three
Just for added effect, beforehand I'll be smokin' tree
And bet dat ass I'ma be in another galaxy
So if I ain't makin' no god damn sense, do not be mad at me
(Music and psychedelics)
(Music and psychedelics)
I remember my first trip, I'll tell ya what boy, it was somethin'
I was in for a helluva ride if I thought kush made me feel funny
I was outta my fuckin' mind, at the same time it felt so lovely
I was moon walkin', literally, you wouldn't been able to touch me
Jupiter, Pluto, and Mars and then Venus
And all of the planets I missed in between 'em
The entire Milky Way poured in my mind
And in that very night I felt like a damn genius
I tripped to some Pink Floyd, yeah I was cliché
Hell, I even tripped to some Lana del Rey
Got wrapped up in such a distortion of time
Started trippin' at night, now it's suddenly day
And since that day my life has not been the same
My brain's been aflame, yet I've been far more tame
Do not care too much for anything mundane
Cuz I'm scattered on every dimensional plane
And if I can think of my wildest trip ever
Was when I tripped acid and mushrooms together
I only did it cuz I didn't know better
So tripped I go into a fight with my sweater, but...
Music and psychedelics, you can call it my aesthetic
LSD and weed is all I need, fuck antidepressants
Do it just like a bottle, 'fore I pop a tab I bless it
And while this shit stay in effect, it keep a nigga restless
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Writer(s): Isaiah D. Morris, Isaiah David Morris
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