Float face down - Intellectual

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Lunar vision, are you here?...

It feels good to float face down

I'm on that new nice

Gimme that neck bite

Give

Feeling that shit right

Bring me that aye aye

I'm in that psyche zone

Feeling like yikes woah

Feeding my paranoia

Giddy gon get some more

Im on that vision quest

Heavy chest, neverland

Bodybag ooh ooh

You cannot see what I do do

I do not fuck with the truth truth

I write my own rules that I break

All up in smoke like a witch on the steak

Dead in the street

With the dilated grin and I wake up and do it again and again

It feels good to float face down

This is no way for a king to think

Wake up and make the kaching ka-ching

Ring ring when that phone go im dying all again like oh no

And I don't know why the fuck is it

Don't really know but I must get it

Don't wanna go but I must hit it

Whipping out my phone let the dust settle

I''m a bad man who got worst habits

Give a little Get a little and I'm back at it

Its a riddle with no symbolism have at it

When I finally OD just a sick addict

With a ripped jacket no fucks

All my friends downtown got no luck

Am I just like them with no life left?

Or should I just let go take a last breath