Verse:

They in the phone

Doesn't change fact that you all alone

Ironically connection bars were low

And the world is fake so I'll lay low

...I’ll lay low

Didn't run away from home

We some silver surfers all up in the chrome

I own a big ass world in my dimmadome

And your world is plastic like a fucking comb

...like a comb

Hook:

Free my mind

I twist one up every time I feel confined

Here’s an ode to all the shit I left behind

New dimension different angles

Every night I keep a lookout for the space angels

She Lifts me up

And I’ll keep on burning till I had enough

Cause my sprits sure as hell ain't in the cup

New dimension different angles

Every night I keep a lookout for the space angels

Yeah, yeah for the space angels (x4)

Every night I keep a lookout for the space angels

Verse

When a nigga feeling low she gon hold me down

I start to feel alone when she not around

She turn it up loud, And I Drown in the sound

Drown in the sound

Drown in the sound

I'm tryna hit the sky nigga fuck the ground

These niggas all pawns fighting for a fake crown

Don't get your head bust bushido brown

Cause Only the most plastic niggas in the world look for renown

Hook