[Intro]
Ugh
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Everything's flashing, man
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Man, man, everything's flashing, man
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Everything's flashing, man
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Yo

[Chorus]
Too much smoke, watch the world go from fast to slow
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Too much to drink, stuck in my seat, what did I eat?
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Too many dabs, and what the hell was in that bag?
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I'm feelin' it, feelin' it, feelin' it, feelin' it, man

[Verse 1: Cojack]
It's not your mom and dad's bag of grass
Wax'll have your ass actin' like you never took a drag
What they put in the bag? A crazy strain for real
Rollin' like biscuit wheels on a gravy train
What were those ladies' names?
Sweet Mary Jane and Lucy in the Sky got me high in a major way
Golly, Miss Molly you got me on another plane
Pretty colors in the songs Mother Nature plays
Hooray, pink elephants on parade
The ceiling started breathing
I'm swimming in the wood-grain
Psilocybin slitherin' inside me like a fucking snake
Playing games with my brain, hoping nothing breaks
Closed eyes, watching my mind's kaleidoscope
A simple sentence sounds deeper than a Bible quote
Where did the time go?
I don't know if I'll ever be normal
Jump through the portal and now my mind's blown
[Chorus]
(Strobe lights)
Too much smoke, watch the world go from fast to slow
(Strobe lights)
Too much to drink, stuck in my seat, what did I eat?
(Strobe lights)
Too many dabs, and what the hell was in that bag?
(Strobe lights)
I'm feelin' it, feelin' it, feelin' it, feelin' it, man

[Verse 2: Terminal Knowledge]
Wrote this with a broken number two
It must get pretty lonely when nobody fuck with you
Roast a couple bowls, we gonna smoke until we comatose
Hopefully we overdose, Father, Son and Holy Ghost
Get it poppin' like, "okie-doke", lodge it in your oesophagus
I be hotter than hot, mamma mia, lava synonymous
Hungry like hippopotamus, feedin' me psilocybin
Feel that I'm being eaten alive but I kind of like it
Better get you a tank with a sensory deprivation
Heavily medicated and mentally elevated
Either panic attack and I'm kicking back in my leisure
See the cameras flashing, I think I'm having a seizure
(Strobe lights) Woah, it's a [?] cracking a joke
I'm sick and tired of snorting what isn't actually Coke
Now, bring it back to the goal, set fire to the city
You better be 'ride or die' if you ever be riding with me
Let's get it
[Chorus]
(Strobe lights)
Too much smoke, watch the world go from fast to slow
(Strobe lights)
Too much to drink, stuck in my seat, what did I eat?
(Strobe lights)
Too many dabs, and what the hell was in that bag?
(Strobe lights)
I'm feelin' it, feelin' it, feelin' it, feelin' it, man

[Verse 3: Acumental]
I bought some weed the other day and now I'm tweaking
Workin' every week and gettin' faded on the weekend
We can roll a doobie up and do the Watusi
I maneuver like a droopy-eyed, stupefied newbie
But my pupils are huge when I see Lucy
Loopy as three stooges, ruffianly eat Roofies
I feel woozy as Stu in a screen movie
Immune to the real beauty that looms when I see nudie
I'm really not, just a little timid when I'm tripping out
So, give me room, solitude and sow me in a tomb
A fickle few say I'm charming and a little rude
Hammered at the bar, call me Harmon when I kill a brew
I tilt my head and tint my view
Vanilla hue with a hint of blue
I heard of being on a bender but this never ends
Stuck in the present tense where nothing makes any sense
[Chorus]
(Strobe lights)
Too much smoke, watch the world go from fast to slow
(Strobe lights)
Too much to drink, stuck in my seat, what did I eat?
(Strobe lights)
Too many dabs, and what the hell was in that bag?
(Strobe lights)
I'm feelin' it, feelin' it, feelin' it, feelin' it, man