Yeah

Back in the motherfuckin buldin

(Verse 1 - Mac Frost)

(Chorus - Mac Frost & Perennial)

(Verse 2 - Mac Frost)

(Verse 3 - Perennial)

I compressed the best of them into a maelstrom of meaning

Contested the rest of them into a pale form of being

A hailstorm of screaming, derailed mortal thinking

And compelled sordid dreaming to foretell tortured weeping

I contorted fortune fleeting with a morsel sorely eaten

Took a beating with a switch birthed from the worldly Eden

Hurled a lordly treason towards the Fauntleroy of reason

Then gave a look of grieving to the local lonely demon

(Chorus - Mac Frost & Perennial)

(Verse 4 - Perennial)

Folly drawn militia trainspotted through wooden horses

Savior galvanized conspicuous conscious obstacle courses

Alabaster Socrates prophecies personified loveless

Vivacious banter tampered a high note, zenless

Sycophantic campers piggy backing on shallow ideology

Call me Adavan, I'm the dream catcher of mythology

Perennial, sapphire blue lit starry eyed mental

Forlorn for worlds renewed and source energy's temple

Pacing, timeless gardens covered by tinted glass

Hastened through giant salamanders shrunk by gastric bypass

Pseudonym for fictitious, drank slumber through a thimble

Deteriorating molly poppers dropped sane but claimed nimble

Qualified for introspective valiant stallion quadrants

Fortified philosopher elixir with pterodactyl infants

Worlds wander past serenity bypassing vagrants

Upgrading attributes for symbiont frequency cadence