Ayahuasca

It's time to get my mind back,        
This time you might see me in a different light beaming        
through a prism if you get me          
I finished what I started now when I reset my dopamine        
And serotonin the metaphysical transformative act is launched        
Then and there ain't nothing you could do but boot your face        
And cuss because you didn't trust enough to move when you        
Cut me up in school          
I seen a visual of a god bleeding spirit juice        
The non physical aspects are more important        
Money and power is only noticed when it's smeared in glue        
with this last sip my memory's in tact and I get back        
Everything that I set aside so you better hide        
Cheers, but before I shift this consciousness I'll smoke from        
The stone hand holding a pipe out to me to pay homage to        
The ancient monuments then I'll ascend.
The astral plane's not governed by politics,
On the otherside you can't run or duck behind  
A dollar bill.