Trippy Fool (inst. by Bonobo)
Popping off on the mic I might strike up,
Like a nice dub sparked at the right club,
Twice the vices sit inside and just might come up,
Some off the plug weighing the sums up,
Touching white stuff till the sunís up,
Insufflate till the funís up so what is up with it,
So exquisite like special K but not the cereal,
For real though itís like my cerebral knows no equal,
This dose has a sequel so I set my setting,
Am on a bed or am I levitating?
The Great escape I am making,
Taking dose after dose,
I suppose I am not even sorry,
See me dancing with Molly,
With a little Lucy cruising through me,
Seeing cartoons like I live in a movie.
Seeking the peak and speaking the truth,
Still keeping heat in the booth like Iím supposed to,
Just one trippy dude candy flipping like a fool,
Let it do what it do for just this afternoon.
♫ instrumental by Bonobo ♫
Imageby Parablev/Cameron Gray