Should I slow it up or should I rap fast
Experimenting with time and let the past pass
One last dance get the last laugh
Traveling thru worlds hold up stand back
Five hundred gram bags of some hash plant
Bundle racks stacks come in bag packs
Foot pedals on with the hand claps
Black hoodie fully fitted with the black mask
Under black sky on a fast track
Caught a backdraft all my clan fam
We want land back from the bad lands
To the sand traps the whole damn map yea
Swerve in flight through a ultra wave
Turbo drive on course all aboard the train
Stars are warped away quantum rays and planets formed like clay
Switching orbit towards the scorching solar flames
Losing transmission across the boards hearing voices fade the void is blank
I guess as long as the sun shine we can all enjoy the day
Storming rain cloudy moisture approaching we can't avoid the gray
Pouring over shores like coats of paint
From Portland to the shores of Maine
Explore beyond the door step into the portal gate
Lift off and i vanish
Visit inner outer planets
Drift off with no panic landed
A pulling force got us pushing forward couldn't put in the warp nothing passes
Maybe not even the rays from the gammas
Spitting out intergalactic acid