[Intro: Alan Watts] "Time is a social institution and not a physical reality There is, in other words, no such thing as time In the natural world, the world of stars and waters And mountains and clouds and living organisms" [Verse 1] Do I believe in God? Or deserve his love? Who the f** is he anyway? That man up above I got so many questions and so few answers Reading the bible and still can't capture Why people think that religion is key I've tried to understand but a cult ain't for me I think to myself; if I'm going to hell Then it outta be, it don't bother me And if God loves everybody why are people starving All over Earth, was I given my birth Just to question it, my thoughts are intimate I'm trying to be much more than a pedestrian Girls be riding me like they're equestrian The mental mess I'm in, a failed specimen Nobody takes him in, but shows love to him Only when that motherf**er goes and picks up a pen [Outro: Alan Watts] "There is such a thing as rhythm, rhythm of tides Rhythm of biological processors, but time as such Is a social institution, Now of course Are we going to take time seriously? That is the big question"