So I got kush in my lungs and a lot that’s on my mind
We have all the time in the world to relax and unwind
From all the politics, hatred, and all the lunatics
With similar stories but ever changing like the movie flicks

Think about this, a youtopia: you, me and everyone else you see
Smiling all happily,
Skipping around while we’re singing fucking kumbaya, isn’t that a sight to see

But just like you, I believe that’s simply a fantasy
The real issue is how you compare to me
You wouldn’t bare to see such blasphemy
Or the agony, which could be though of rationally

But you don’t have the strategy, only the vanity
Which strips you from your humanity and then your sanity
Because when you lose your morals you forget about your family
You take them and everyone else for granted, the audacity

Most people don’t understand this it all happens automatically
Start to believe you are immortal so you test your fine mortality

Actually though, you still remember all the tragedies
Which are reminders of the times of peer casualties though

They serve as a reminder for the pain and instead of looking to gain you pertain to retreating from reality

Instead of learning from mistakes you say that it’s a tragedy
How you can’t make decisions you’re just a member of the faculty

But gradually you’ll learn to expand your capacity
To understand life you’ll need to throw away normality

Love is about chemistry not only about anatomy
No matter how high you get don’t forget about the gravity.