[Verse]

The winds of change threw me around just like

A Paper weight

But class was in session professing that I would make the grade

Went from dulling down senses to being sharp as a razor blade

From staggering through nights to diving into these theta waves

Center my anima ever it seems my mind is finished

Even if i'm blinded, in time i'll still find the vision

Break the situation down, particles like some minor physics

Scribing my gift until that energy in my spine is lifted

Igniting incense, introspection that's the format

Watch man, the smoke is changing it's face so call it Rorschach

Vipassana, feel the impetus swirling within my thorax

Plug into the aethernet, reset download some more facts

Peering through holes inside the space rhyme continuum

Reverberant Om shakti, the power I feel is genuine