everytime im hogh i feell like i can fly i kno it the weong way im not scared to die must be some wrong with my eye im looking for the light every time i ask my self why i pop another pill so i can touch the sky with drugs there no so far away oxycodins let me live another day i heard there this place onbthe orher side im ready 80 milis let me love tonight so much stress in my mind woke to relize i was living blind its been i strange year metting people my kind alien dna raptors 2stoned we always question god but we make raps qith a cause if i bleed i got my own gause gold3n cosmonauts the smell of saturnila im drawing straws dancing with the gods smoming out my chilum im chillin im on these but at least im done qith battery peeling painted red like a gremlin painted blue cause im amercain painted white cause my skin another puncture in my skin look at the bottle cap im filling it maybe its the last time thick ass rip convenience of concussions from the government everytime im high i feel that i can fly i kno its the wrong way im not scared to die must be sumtin wrong qith my eye im looking for the light everytime i ask my self why i have to pop another pill to touch the sky witb drugs angels aint so far away i guess the oxys will let me love anither day if your listening i need you to pray cause i heard bout this place on the other side were sky aerent gray another 80 milis could be my last goodnight