(VERSE 1)

I feel so lost with the paths I’ve crossed

Tossed and flossed in the holocaust

Fought and taught

Myself how to take care of my mom and my dad

When they were sad or in demand

Of medical attention

When they had hypertension, prevention

Of losing their comprehension taking their illness

In suspension with tension

Then bring in an intervention to an extension

That will give a said exemption

To death, just rest

Let it all depress

Do not clench your chest

Just take a breath

You’re doing just fine

It was just the wine

But it’s sign if you don’t unwind

From the mentioned medical affection

Or else that section will create a collection

To the point of an infection

Direction is the question for the proper way of protection

Possession and inspection of any medications

Avoiding levitation

Of the heart to start an infarction

That will dart your Heart’s speed to the top

Like a shopping cart modded with a motor

Built up from your own disorder

I think I’ve maxed my mental quota

I think I might have jacked my own Corola

(CHORUS) x2

Let’s go

To the pathways

That always going that way

Almost jacked up, that’s okay

I will say, not today

Then crashed it into the side of a line right off the road

Now it’s time for the show, let’s go, let’s take them all and go

(VERSE 2)

I wish I could go back in time

Some of you might ask why

Then I might just go blind

To the chime of a rhyme

That will make you fly by

Up into the sky

With a grind so fine, you will never find the kind

That you justify

Then all you do is rust and die

But you were so ready and fueled with purpose

Then you got lost and kneeled in churches

To find a god with a plan

To reprimand

Everything you stand

Everything you sit

Everything you diss

Everything you brand

Everything you shit

Out of our lips

Now you think you live in Bliss

But even a kiss from an angel

Will never alleviate your pain though

Even mischievous ones will beg for

The mysterious packs of amyls

And The glass from the past

That they smoked up in a cast

Of propane at high fucking blast

But at last the past is fast

With a vast amount of daft

People running at the raft

That will pass right back

To the equal place where

We feel all safe

With a case of mace

To set fire to any face

That enters ours room

We will bring the doom

Before the end comes soon

Or I just stop all the shrooms

I’ve eaten…

(CHORUS) x2

Let’s go

To the pathways

That always going that way

Almost jacked up, that’s okay

I will say, not today

Then crashed it into the side of a line right off the road

Now it’s time for the show, let’s go, let’s take them all and go