WAAAAAAAAAH

Ay

I got Y-3's on my feet

Walkin round the street

Flappin on the beat

Baby's in the pram

Made a milli off these vaporwave geeks

Now all these pussies wanna be me

Thats why they hate HKE

Cause theyll never be free

You're trapped in the aether

And i never smoke the reefer

Cause i gotta keep the fire

Don't fuck about with a pyramids eye

Got a flow better than all these bitches

And i'm only part time

Spend my days chillin, еxistential literature

Feet up on thе sofa

Jean paul sartre

And i don't get nausea anymore

Nah, i'm fully synced

Reality's mine, this dream is a bitch

First to do it since Heraclitus

This dream of chaos spirals out to madness

All i know is i know that i know this beat is sick..

And i know i lick the lick

Gold bars stackin in digi

Fuck about with NFT

Connect with the Winklevoss Twins

Gotta stack the ether

Who cares about the planet?

Brush it under the carpet

Nobodys gonna do shit

Who cares about the planet?

Brush it under the carpet

Nobodys gonna do shit

World of fuckin warcraft

I'm fully synced

Reality's mine, this dream is a bitch

This dream of chaos spirals out to madness

Who cares about the planet?

Brush it under the carpet

Nobodys gonna do shit

Who cares about the planet?

Brush it under the carpet

Nobodys gonna do shit

All your revolutions are fake

There's nothing that you can do

The leviathan is here already

We're no longer human

Welcome to the pin factory

Just shut the fuck up