[Intro: Alan Watts]
If you awaken from this illusion
And you understand that black implies white
Self implies other, life implies death
Or shall I say death implies life
You can feel yourself
Not as a stranger in the world
Not as something here on probation
Not as something that has arrived here by fluke
But you can begin to feel your own existence
As absolutely fundamental
[Chorus]
I’ve been tryna make it out
Someone help me find a way
I’m struggling to hold it down
But I found my strength today (yeah)
[Verse 1]
My strength buildin’ like Kaioken
Bust out my tank, this shart took his vitamins (yuh)
Every day, I strugglе reciting this page
What do I say?
It’s usually exciting to writе a couple lines that’ll get that stank face (ooh)
Way back on the times when I had those great days (great days)
Writing all my stories and my songs for the hell of it
Now I gotta make a worthy call for my benefit
I’m makin’ big moves but I still feel small (small)
Getting real lost in the echo in the halls (echo)
Tryna push through constant writer’s block
While I’m tryna block out all these violent thoughts
But every day is brand new (brand new)
So I’mma treat it good with what I can do (can do)
If anything I say offends you (huh?)
It’s prob’ly ‘cuz it was meant to (ayy, ha ha ha)
If you awaken from this illusion
And you understand that black implies white
Self implies other, life implies death
Or shall I say death implies life
You can feel yourself
Not as a stranger in the world
Not as something here on probation
Not as something that has arrived here by fluke
But you can begin to feel your own existence
As absolutely fundamental
[Chorus]
I’ve been tryna make it out
Someone help me find a way
I’m struggling to hold it down
But I found my strength today (yeah)
[Verse 1]
My strength buildin’ like Kaioken
Bust out my tank, this shart took his vitamins (yuh)
Every day, I strugglе reciting this page
What do I say?
It’s usually exciting to writе a couple lines that’ll get that stank face (ooh)
Way back on the times when I had those great days (great days)
Writing all my stories and my songs for the hell of it
Now I gotta make a worthy call for my benefit
I’m makin’ big moves but I still feel small (small)
Getting real lost in the echo in the halls (echo)
Tryna push through constant writer’s block
While I’m tryna block out all these violent thoughts
But every day is brand new (brand new)
So I’mma treat it good with what I can do (can do)
If anything I say offends you (huh?)
It’s prob’ly ‘cuz it was meant to (ayy, ha ha ha)
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