Spaced

[Verse 1] Distant, thinking, jib adapting to the system I’m living, drifting, our realities are different Mine is an animation based in space trading ancient Wisdom with me mates no wasting the white ace I don’t know about yours but this galaxies all ours And I’m spaced out trying not to laugh at the dwarf stars Sending an S.O.S but Houston’s ignoring em' We got 99 problems and human’s are all of em' I meditate and elevate into a better place (Then) Jog me memory at a precise and measured pace A sound vibrates around the universe and then it states "There’s no such thing as empty space" I find a higher consciousness in which nothingness doesn’t exist There’s a colossal line between money and bliss I’m chilling on the astral plane and when me friends arrive We’re going to dream ourselves alive [Verse 2] See the trees but not the forest hear the voice but not the words See the parts but not the whole See the holes but not the objects they’re in (Weirdo) Your parents are like "I hope you’re not friends with him" Who’s got control of the bass Thus disrupting these vivid memories of floating in space Throwing complex Apollonian circle shapes That remain in the air when me hands drop to me waste From the biggest star to the smallest atom All matter matters Collectively constructing the consciousness of the universe So it doesn’t matter who was first Look at Earth from space, we are one planet God damn it, why you throwing rocks at it? I’m recording over the captains log While these self important slobs imagine God and let the tail wag the dog Eat the entire eco-system and barely leave a crumb Then burn your tongue trying to eat the sun I’m on the astral plane chilling and when me family and friends arrive We plan to dream ourselves alive