I close my eyes, and travel through realms of space and time
Reality holds no power, or control of my state of mind
On my voyage, to find a source, to charge my inner being
A simply lined frequency, as I tap my MPC

I find the Mecca, Chicago, ATL and NYC
Motor city opulence, house these gritty beats
They looped, I looped, the sample to feel free
Soundscape memories, hands on the machine
The souls gathering, surrender to the current
Scratch thе needle, jab my body, prayers, and my biggest drеams

Loop the sample, release
Loop the sample, be free
Blessed are the hands, that touch, the machine
Anointed, is the floor where all are free
Sonic singularity, future liberty
Come with me, through my portal, my insanity, where I am home
My RENAISSANCE, my house of chrome, where I’m reborn

Where you at?
Is this it? Is this all there is? Is this all there is? Is this all there is?

Be free
Be free
Be free
Loop the sample
Be free
(Give. Serve. Give. Serve.)

Be free
Be free
Be free
Loop the sample
Be free