The first single from Ab-Soul’s first album, Control System.

According to Hindu tradition, above the forehead is the Sahasraram Chakra or Thousand-Petalled Lotus, which is related to the pineal gland. It’s… Read More [Verse 1]

It was all a dream, I swear it never happened

I wrote like Edgar Allan, I was po' like Edgar Allan

Let me hit the weed, you know I really need that

Missin' screws, bendin' rules like kneecaps

I don't even know what's real, I'm just being real

Makin' moves, you just another human being being still

Play the fool, you jealous dudes are just a plate of food

Tell the truth, I'm the coldest cat, sabertooth

Blaze the booth, blaze the Buddha, this ain't hookah

You hit this shit a few times, you might see the future

Ask my nigga Blocka, we be rollin' up that Blanka

Just retire, if I light this fire I might blow your block up

[Hook]

Enjoy your mind trip, but don't trip on your mind

No man is safe from the war goin' on outside

That's right, you ever been conscious in a coma?

Please don't tell my momma, this ain't marijuana

I might be trippin' off that DMT

TDE, limitless like we on NZT

I made my dreams reality, so to speak

Or so they say, I could still be asleep

[Verse 2]

The black sheep runnin' with a pack of wolves

Diamond in the rough, tell Brock I need a pack of Woods

Two white cups full of codeine

Plus I got two white sluts down to blow me

Can't you see I'm floating like root beer and ice cream?

My synapses act like lightning

Probably why I'm so enlightenin'

Probably why these niggas can't fuck with me

I'm lookin' like, "Who the fuck invited them?"

They failed in testin', like what's inside of them

Soulo, Soulo – say it like you mean it

My demeanor is the meanest

I'm gettin' meaner by the minute

Its mine, I spend it; my mind is spinnin'

Your time is tickin', the sky's the limit

We in a space where matter don't matter

Just spirit molecules and geometric patterns

Shitted in a crater last time I sat on Saturn

Got a letter from Andromeda, they tryna shrine my bladder

[Hook]

Enjoy your mind trip, but don't trip on your mind

No man is safe from the war goin' on outside

That's right, you ever been conscious in a coma?

Please don't tell my momma, this ain't marijuana

I might be trippin' off that DMT

TDE, limitless, like we on NZT

I made my dreams reality, so to speak

Or so they say, I could still be asleep

[Verse 3]

I'm in a whole nother realm, go to hell

Last nigga tried to scratch the surface broke a nail

Last nigga tried to cross the line got crucified

We overseas, back-to-back, never wore Chanel

The new nucleus never sittin' in a cell

Genius idiot, best description of myself

I'm in a fuckin' lab coat, rhymin' as high as shit

When I die, donate my organs to science, bitch!

[Outro]

You got three eyes, three eyes, three eyes

You got three eyes, three eyes, three eyes

You got three eyes, three eyes, three eyes

You got three eyes, but you can never see I's

You got three eyes, three eyes, three eyes

You got three eyes, three eyes, three eyes

You got three eyes, three eyes, three eyes

You got three eyes, but you can never see I's

You got three eyes, three eyes, three eyes

You got three eyes, three eyes, three eyes

You got three eyes, three eyes, three eyes

You got three eyes, but you can never see I's