[Verse 1: Nico Indigo]

I think I lost my ego, people wonder, "where did he go?"

We know everything is possible if we just conquer evil

This the third dimension form of me so you can call me Nico

Indigo's are on the rise and that's the word of Steelo

I've been trippin' on them shroom caps and the walls are speaking to me, and I don't know where my shoes at 'cause my thoughts are leaking through me, and I'm headed where the dooms at for my boys to roll a doobie, and I know she knows my moves I'm with a girl that never knew me

Does time even exist or is it just a fuckin' myth?

You can call me ignorant, but ignorance a bliss, and I'm comin' back for vengeance like I be the fuckin Sith

Steady in this dimension, hopin' for the fifth

And I'm awfully off alot of em they wonder if I'll pop wit' em

There's ladies at my crib and I might just

Take some shots with em

Tabs up in my palm, wait 'till 6 and then I'm droppin' em

I'm chillin' by the palms THC in my esophagus

Don't mean to bring the violence, but I'm comin' with the silencer

Your mind is with the sirens, sniffin' lines i bet your sinus hurt

Can see it with my eyes, I'm paralyzed and now my iris hurt

I'm chillin' with the Mayans told me lies about the calendar

[Hook: Nico Indigo]

Religion Is Division get R.I.D of it please

And I'm prayin' to myself I'll get on my knees

Said division is religion get R.I.D of it please

And I'm prayin' to myself I'll get on my knees

[Verse 2: Nico Indigo]

Uh, take me to the ocean, you know I got the potion

I'm just sittin' posted smokin' hope to open loads of doses

Hope the doja overdoses, ain't reloadin' we not part of that, we know this have a heart attack

It's worthless, churches prayin' up to God for you but took from all the purses...

Yeahhh took from all the purses (motherfucker)

Religion Is Division get R.I.D of it please

[Verse 3: Dylan Hansen]

Yeah, Imma spit some shit you never heard me spit before, feelin' distant I been livin' don't come knockin' at my door

Keep your distance you some children I'm the man she can't ignore

Quit your bitchin' let me hit it got some pussy to explore

But if man make the money, why the money make the man?

Never question whats in front of them could never understand, how the people actin smart, never wonder who they are

Just become another part of the plan of those in charge

Flowin nexus, make connections, feel it in my solar plexus Resurrected, sent to Heaven with a ego big as texas

At the, 7 Eleven, make sure to mention my brethren

We in the medical section smokin', awoken collective

Blunt full of two grams, roll it with my two hands

View the world through three eyes, workin for both my two plans

Awake the nation, impatient, I gotta wait be complacent with racist places

I'm vacant my body is spacious

I'm tastin' the blood of ancient generations

I'm makin' my way to pacin' with Satan through heavens gates

And make em bury the hatchet

Kush cologne in my classes don't tell the teacher

When you sleepin' check beneath ya I'm the reaper

Uh

[Hook: Dylan Hansen]

Religion Is Division get R.I.D of it please

I want peace, no invisions of grippin' the piece

Religion Is Division get R.I.D of it please

I want peace, no invisions of grippin' the piece