Summer Vibe (B.O.T.D.)

[INTRO — spoken, low] Yeah... Sun melting through the windshield Bass talking through the floorboard Everything moving but nothing really moving You feel that? Turn it up. [VERSE 1] Sunlight got a frequency, I caught it in my teeth Neon in the bloodstream, summer underneath Time started bending when the kick hit three Now the whole damn universe is looping with me Brain on a hundred but the beat on eighty-nine Thoughts doing backflips while I'm walking on a line Streetlights blinking Morse code, sending me a sign I don't need to read it, I can feel it in the rhyme Heat rising off the pavement like a portal opening Every little ordinary thing suddenly enormous again License plate constellation, traffic light oracle Somebody tell reality the settings ain't normal I see twelve dimensions in a puddle by the curb Every raindrop got a language and it's saying something absurd Clouds rearranging letters every time the wind swerves And the whole damn sky just threw a verse without words [HOOK] Summer vibe— COLOR IN THE AIR Summer vibe— FEEL IT EVERYWHERE Sun down— BUT THE NIGHT STILL GLOWS Bass up— LET THE WHOLE THING GO Summer vibe— WE DON'T NEED NO CLOCK Summer vibe— LET THE WHOLE WORLD ROCK If reality's a record, let the needle drop If the universe is listening, then tell it turn it up [VERSE 2] Now the pavement got a pulse and the moon got a rhythm Every shadow on the sidewalk looking like a different system I could swear that every star got a message in the distance And the silence between the notes got more meaning than the lyrics Thoughts coming faster than the tongue can translate Ideas multiplying every time they mutate One spark turned ten, ten turned a hundred Now I'm writing down dimensions that my notebook can't stomach No ceiling No frame No limit No name Reality blinking like it forgot what it became I watched yesterday dissolve into tomorrow Saw tomorrow take the shape of something nobody could borrow Then the present grabbed me by the collar like— “HEY.” And I realized every second was the only thing I could ever hold anyway So I laughed Turned the music up Let the bassline rearrange me If existence wants a definition It can damn well come and explain me [HOOK] Summer vibe— COLOR IN THE AIR Summer vibe— FEEL IT EVERYWHERE Sun down— BUT THE NIGHT STILL GLOWS Bass up— LET THE WHOLE THING GO Summer vibe— WE DON'T NEED NO CLOCK Summer vibe— LET THE WHOLE WORLD ROCK If reality's a record, let the needle drop If the universe is listening, then tell it turn it up [BRIDGE — half-time / psychedelic] Wait... Did you hear that? The silence? That's not silence. That's space Between two thoughts. That's where everything starts. Kick. Snare. Breath. Heart. Stars. Same rhythm. Different scale. [VERSE 3 — FLOW ACCELERATION] Now I'm cutting through the summer like a laser through a prism Every color splitting into another little system Every system splitting into infinite decisions Every decision making more impossible collisions Mind racing Eyes wide Moon hanging sideways Time slipping Words flipping Thoughts turning into highways One lane says “run” One lane says “stay” One lane disappears Then the road makes its own way That's when the beat drops— BOOM. And the entire scene changes. Same street Same night Different frame Maybe consciousness is just the universe playing games Maybe every human being is a mirror with a name Maybe every little moment is a doorway in disguise Maybe we're all just waking up inside somebody else's eyes I don't need the answer I don't need the proof Give me one good rhythm And I'll interrogate the truth Give me three minutes Twenty-five seconds And an old-school drum loop I'll turn a summer night Into a message from the infinite [FINAL HOOK — BIGGEST DELIVERY] SUMMER VIBE— COLOR IN THE AIR SUMMER VIBE— FEEL IT EVERYWHERE SUN DOWN— BUT THE NIGHT STILL GLOWS BASS UP— LET THE WHOLE THING GO SUMMER VIBE— WE DON'T NEED NO CLOCK SUMMER VIBE— LET THE WHOLE WORLD ROCK If reality's a record, let the needle drop If the universe is listening— TURN THAT SHIT UP. [OUTRO — fading] 89... Still moving. Still breathing. Still creating. Summer never really left. It just changed frequency.