Let me show you how to flow on these bars shooting for the stars out past mars. we r the last and first on new kinda stew brewing in the kitchen where the spice aint og approved there means a little crude there crews just symbolic and a hyberbolic catalyst for the children of the masses home run out past the bases if you wanna score , pore your heart into the core and get ready for war. they gonna be surprised when they hear your roar. we our not just boars in this game to slaughter for someone else's amusements we found our muse through the misuse and abuse to come more obtuse in our use of messages to get the passages to the massages before a world wide tidal wave obliterates any chance of a unified nulfified mind where the only goal is to save mankind. in hindsight the day was coming when mere humans would meet us. they wont beat us but in time heed us. Blessed our the awoken products of the broken to assemble a better verision of ourselves and fix the mistakes of the forefathers instead be jumpstarters for an evolutionary shift starting with the bliss of our songs bestowing the throngs of people with a hit of the bong and the gone remembering a time long gone where rhymes had power and our hymns reached the heavens now we're just heavens, beast , and savages of course theres no love cause love was never free. so steel away your heart and just sway with us. for now your among us in the bus for world wide awakening. For now im just baking.