From an early start my mind embarked
in an ancient travel.
Why when skies are gray
Bodies lay on gravel.
on to the next like checks cashed for peso.
Characteristics of a Crystal being,
most children are born with three eyes
but the 3rd ain't seeing.
Nothing past my pineal gland,
I put my spice on life so
nothing tasted bland.
Over a thousand seeds with no fertile earth.
In the mind indeed is where we conjure curse.
I need ample turf to house my girth.
Im strokin the keys with my whole palm
off that web i surf.
Who wouldve thought we lasted this long.
Open Ur shirt bby gurl
Cuz right next to them boobs is where i belong.
Where I belong...