[Verse 1]
Distant, thinking, jib adapting to the system
I’m living, drifting, our realities are different
Mine is an animation based in space trading ancient
Wisdom with me mates no wasting the white ace
I don’t know about yours but this galaxies all ours
And I’m spaced out trying not to laugh at the dwarf stars
Sending an S.O.S but Houston’s ignoring em'
We got 99 problems and human’s are all of em'
I meditate and elevate into a better place
(Then) Jog me memory at a precise and measured pace
A sound vibrates around the universe and then it states
"There’s no such thing as empty space"
I find a higher consciousness in which nothingness doesn’t exist
There’s a colossal line between money and bliss
I’m chilling on the astral plane and when me friends arrive
We’re going to dream ourselves alive

[Verse 2]
See the trees but not the forest hear the voice but not the words
See the parts but not the whole
See the holes but not the objects they’re in
(Weirdo) Your parents are like "I hope you’re not friends with him"
Who’s got control of the bass
Thus disrupting these vivid memories of floating in space
Throwing complex Apollonian circle shapes
That remain in the air when me hands drop to me waist
From the biggest star to the smallest atom
All matter matters
Collectively constructing the consciousness of the universe
So it doesn’t matter who was first
Look at Earth from space, we are one planet
God damn it, why you throwing rocks at it?
I’m recording over the captains log
While these self important slobs imagine God and let the tail wag the dog
Eat the entire eco-system and barely leave a crumb
Then burn your tongue trying to eat the sun
I’m on the astral plane chilling and when me family and friends arrive
We plan to dream ourselves alive