I smoke then i float high high high high high Don't know where i go, but bye bye bye bye bye I flow to expose lies lies lies lies lies So all of our souls can rise rise rise rise rise Project blue beam holographics got me seeing aliens wit automatics Clappin while fascists practice the darkest magics On the ma**es. hoarding knowledge from the past, they're soul a**a**ins Cremation of care paints bohemian grove with autumn ashes So this flow is crafted to expose occultists' tactics With a phonetic as magnetic as a polar axis Go and ask your local pastor Why jesus, muhammed, krishna, and horus have the Same life story, and watch him scatter The global elite don't want us to know that thought is matter And we can manifest beautiful things when the conscious gathers They tried to hide vibrational planes and akashic data But i transcended their tamperin and saw the aura patterns I know the information's implications are sort of staggerin But you know that we were born for more than this. its all apparent