Verse 1: Kotus

I, have overcome and risen I been higher than the highest

Your holiness is putrid, you disgust me I can’t lie

But I been tryna slide for a minute, you be lying

And every chance I’m taking, you be breaking hearts like dying

I know we’d probably argue til the day we both despise us

But I just need one chance, girl so lemme get a try

That’s all I wanna ask, so just lemme know your process

I think she’s just not with it, or I’m just not her type

And I just want to chill, get to know you, sip some wine

While we dine, in a fine restaurant, with the bands that we flaunt

We got gas in the trunk boy we gassing it up

I can’t describe

When the lines in his mind appear he in the other eye

Have overcome and risen I’m just glad that I survived

The surface of my mind, I been skimming half the time

But I been tryna process, flash forward through the time

I know it just won’t happen, sometimes I think it’s lies

The truth up in my visions, I've seen the other side

Don’t trip just chill and vibe, and open your third eye

It’s quite a complex process, so we can take our time

And I’m not superstitious, I think I’m in prime

The worlds worst roller-coaster, you can’t get off the ride

Ain’t nothing but a bad day, you wishing you could die

It feels like you’re already there the devils in disguise, no more hiding

Lil DaeDae:

I don't get why people hate so much

I be running all my paper up

Just signed an artist to my freshly started label, yea

Ben thought he could beat me, but I haven't heard the diss track, nah

Fuck a check, I could just go back to selling pills again

Scam a jit, I finessed the bag again

Pockets so big I could probably stuff some cabbage in

Every track I'm on I never left without some damage did

Damage shit, boy I'm like a bull running rampant bitch

Rapid spit, I'm not gone lie I cannot do that shit

Niggas on probation, of my friends I'm the stupidest

Poppin' pills, smoking weed who's to say I'm through with it

Through with this, beat the beat abusive shit

Guess I'm like my father, cause I always seem to hit a bitch

Intelligence, never call the feds for shit

Never put a statement on a mufuckin' document

Glock wit clips hidden in my fuckin' pocket bitch

Think my choppa' gay because I pulled him out the closet, shit

Deposits, only thing I wanted

If you saying cap pussy boy you is childish

Said I wouldn't make it and I took it as a challenge

Saying that I cap that's a red flag nigga challenge

Now they done reversed cause they know that I'm bout shit, vouch it

Neighborhood Brim blue flag shit, bitch

Yuh, its DaeDae, uh

Alan Watts:

It has become extremely plausible

That

This trip, between the maternity ward and the crematorium, is what there is to life

And we still, have, going into our common sense, the nineteenth century myth

Which succeeded the ceramic myth in western history

I call it, the "Myth of the Fully Automatic Model"

Man is a little germ that lives on an unimportant rock ball

That revolves about an insignificant star

On the outer edges of one of the smaller galaxies

But on the other hand if you think about that for a few minutes

I am absolutely amazed to discover myself on this rock ball

Rotating around a spherical fire

A very odd situation

And the more I look at things I cannot get rid of the feeling that existence is quite weird