[Verse 1: Meek Demeo] And now this is what you wanted Maybe free, started being explicit about it Into the experience with no knowledge of you dying Crystallized sh** mixed with the yellow powder (Pull another hit) DMT trip, your eyes run around it b**h let me pose or watch d**h create blackness Party with the gods, f**in' bout pressure [Hook] Baby I feel too high It's starting to be foreign Can't recollect more bits of loving And now my girls are up in heaven I can't wait I need you love Is this my fate, too? Dance with they gods [Verse 2: Meek Demeo] I hope you ego isn't present I promise that you see there's a method to all my madness Decipher what's real, now that's impossible ~ If you get too high, just acknowledge my presence LSD trips, cover and it slips, the wall starts pulsating Inside of my eyelids if I was being so blatant So f**ing surreal underneath the prostration [Hook] {SOMEBODY HELP, OMG THIS sh*t'S ANNOYING!} Agree