Power Of The Mind

Just smoked up
Got my feet up on the couch
Just last week, yeah I copped a new ounce
Plus some shrooms, gotta bag and pouch
Don't judge me I'm still living like fuck me
At the moment I'm just tryna make money
I'm so stoned I can hold my spliff, can't take one draw
I can't take one hit, I'm in a trip while she sucks my dick
You used to talk shit now you're asking for a photo
No hoe, all you ever did was run your mouth
You're a whore, bet you're sore from getting blown out
Always sucking dick, like my haters do, tab to the tongue, lips'll seal around the gatorbeug
Fuck y'all, you're a waste of time
I'm just tryna chill and get high, still always doubt that I'll survive

I don't wanna wake up when I'm dreaming, I don't like returning here
And I don't wanna wake and come back here, reality's my only fear, aye

Bass to the drums, I gotta say more bout these fuckheads
Every single day, I awake, wake and bake and break a blunt, light it up at the sunset
Feeling like the undead, evil inside
Look in my eyes, no souls inside
Don't come by if you want your life
I'll take it when I like and keep your soul to show my God
Everything comes back round right in the end
What you put out there will come and get you til you're dead
The universe will grant you anything you seek to find
Create your world before you, use the power the your mind

Pack your bags, you fucken fags, get the fuck out of my life
I am sick and slowly dying, fuck me dead I'm feeling tired
Pack your bags, you fucken fags, get the fuck out of my life
I am sick and slowly dying, fuck me dead I'm feeling tired aye

Smoking up
Like a chimney, see my smoke from miles away
You see it daily cause I hit that shit near everyday
I shape my world just how I want that's why I meditate
Smoking billies with the universe, it's fucken great
Communicating stars, they seem to connect with my soul
It really seems that I've achieved nearly all my goals
Communicating stars, they seem to connect with my soul
It really seems that I've achieved nearly all my goals, yeah it seems

Astral project
In search of answers for who I really am
Guess I'll know one day, nobody can avoid their death
Living with this feeling life is nothing and it ends
I hope it doesn't, but it's possible yeah nonetheless
Lucid dream
It seems I find out more about myself
About my feelings and my mindset and my mental health
Turns out I am sick, not physically, just in my brain
This natural DMT has gone and turned me to insane, argh

Pack your bags, you fucken fags, get the fuck out of my life
I am sick and slowly dying, fuck me dead I'm feeling tired, aye
fuck me dead I'm feeling tired, aye

Fuck
Everything comes back round right in the end
What you put out there, will come and get you til you're dead
The universe will grant you anything you seek to find
Create your world before you, use the power of your mind

Fuck
Everything comes back round right in the end
What you put out there, will come and get you til you're dead
The universe will grant you anything you seek to find
Create your world before you, use the power of your mind