[Intro]
Feel me on this real quick
Carve my fucking name in this shit

[Refrain]
This is not Earth, this is not Earth
Sun rays on flat hard ground
This is not Earth, this is not Earth, this is not Earth
Sun rays on flat hard ground
This is not Earth, this is not Earth, this is not Earth
Sun rays on flat hard ground
This is not Earth, this is not Earth, this is not Earth
Sun rays on flat hard ground
It's not Earth, it's not Earth, it's not Earth
Sun rays on flat hard ground
This is not Earth, this is not Earth, this is not Earth
Sun rays on flat hard ground
It's not Earth, It's not Earth, It's not Earth
Sun rays
It's not Earth, it's not Earth, it's not Earth
It's not Earth, It's not Earth
Sun rays
It's not Earth, It's not Earth, It's not Earth
Not Earth, Not Earth, Not Earth, Not Earth
It's not Earth
[Verse]
Weed me, feed me, weed me
Tread lightly if life's too easy
It's all made so by your folks who they might do greasy
Spark to ignite, feel star of a life, uniquely
Shit, it is hard not to like you
Seeing if it's in the cards, I'ma fight true chance in a ripe new day hitting like new dance, night news hate
Every night two hands, in the dark trying to type truth claims
Who invites you man?
Pipes to grace to incite new stances, white dude can't
My truth fruit of my labor, high thoughts to a high favor
The tyrant signed off, cutting up the tongue of my hatеr
Just kidding, we're out of class
I don't build nothing I would not burn so if it go therе, It's y'all [?]
Give credit where credit is due, It's all I ask
It's all I ask, It's all I ask, It's all I ask

[Outro]
The human ego is carried in vessels conscious and unconscious Ships of imagination, intellect, hope, faith, courage, illusion, fantasy and dream on psyches shifting currents. All of our senses help us to navigate winds and tides. Fathom the depths, and take our bearings. We are bored and lose our borings. Sail against the tide or with the tide in auspicious winds
Are buffeted by storms, drift, circumvent the hidden reefs and glaciers formed by them. Has it an anchor or a sturdy pair of oars?Is its size and provision proportionate to the size of the waters? So primal is the idea of the boat that holds us secure above the chaos that houses have been built in the image of a ship. So have Christian churches with the cross as a mast