Should I slow it up or should I rap fast Experimenting with time and let the past pass One last dance get the last laugh Traveling thru worlds hold up stand back Five hundred gram bags of some hash plant Bundle racks stacks come in bag packs Foot pedals on with the hand claps Black hoodie fully fitted with the black mask Under black sky on a fast track Caught a backdraft all my clan fam We want land back from the bad lands To the sand traps the whole damn map yea Swerve in flight through a ultra wave Turbo drive on course all aboard the train Stars are warped away quantum rays and planets formed like clay Switching orbit towards the scorching solar flames Losing transmission across the boards hearing voices fade the void is blank I guess as long as the sun shine we can all enjoy the day Storming rain cloudy moisture approaching we can't avoid the gray Pouring over shores like coats of paint From Portland to the shores of Maine Explore beyond the door step into the portal gate Lift off and i vanish Visit inner outer planets Drift off with no panic landed A pulling force got us pushing forward couldn't put in the warp nothing passes Maybe not even the rays from the gammas Spitting out intergalactic acid