point the whip
to lands where I trip
approach those who fit
and show them my zip and hyp
organic processed salt compressed
or the pill that gets all the ravers wet
lay to get what I want on a love seat
watch a movie until the earth's grip bugs me
her mouth above me
swallow the rings of inorganic planet so lovely

stare down the peace sign groovy
free love makes me loose as I down more gin
and juice this girl like a grape
and taste wine take mine in a straight line
my left nostril backed up like the belt parkway

I don't feel weight on my face
all i know is that I will ejaculate
leave your planet in the past

put away your phone cuz your man can wait
he don't know where we are and I'm not moving
so keep your negative vibe inside

this is my planet me and my homies

and this weekend
we're going for broke

it's a party, three niggas four girls with loose morals
living on shit from money we borrowed

and my man from the motel 6 went far away
all he left was a dvd... getting ahead of myself there

august 5th 2219
in the orbit of earth on a lucid dream
synthetically formed from some magic beans
that I bought from a guy in sandals at the motel 6

what an honest man

made the drop and ran

didn't stay to tell me of his plans

this could be my most honest relationship

cuz I don't lie to him

I just pay for shit

he deals wit one thing
not much yay
I don't mind I prefer the small time
If I don't drop 4 dimes on a good time
then I can pop 4 kinds and combine

my schedule designed around my trip and my weekend I drive

I want my tip in a young puerto rican
I'm grape gone my state wrong
and not on dxm
the moon's view sets the mood

I've got a positive attitude and I'll party with you if I'll save a few lives

I see punk chicks, black chicks, ravers too

we come through a few want me and you

the rush hits my head and I expand and feel like Jean Grey

come touch an X-Man

That shit your drinking aint shit to ex man

some come to my planet and get wet

X D C inorganic planet

they take all that's good and then cook it and can it
a euphoric rush that makes you crave a soft touch

find pillpoppin lasses and discuss bustin

god came and man made the next level
and by his hand we can all die sooner :)
but that's not a worry to the ideal consumer
inorganic planet YOU can die from a tumor

WE get to live today
I'm turned on by the light symphony
no better use
for chemistry
than elevating senses
and appreciating symmetry
at least when hugs are mentioned
I have hit warp speed and ran this hit to inorganic planet

zip to otherworldly hangouts
hip to other swirly outlets
wearing candy colored outfits
tight as rubber back and front
you wear a rubber in a bunny

or you may catch something funny
inorganic planet
drunk slamming xanex
don't run from the fear
run towards the challenge
distort the balance
cut short the ballast
I saw you see there's more to count for

don't believe the lies they spout
just don't let this shit turn you out
remain devout
hard pressed to count
days I'm on Earth I hop in my spaceship first when I wake up
lay in the sunlight
and keep dancing
it may flicker
you can manage
we're not doing any damage

inorganic planet let the beat handle it
I want a fanta I want a challenge
I want the Cid and I want to travel

I hear voices

I have a talent

I hear your voices inside of my head
it's like air and a mallet and water and granite
it's fun though it took a whole blotter to manage

there's one in particular I can remember
the mickey mouse clubhouse late in september
it's August 5th let's get laid and burn embers
and go back in time and play with our memories

derive new life and aim through synthesized eyes
feel the wind back pitch and hit what the red dot kissed

and imagine concepts shit you can't grip
you funnel, scoop but you only hold

cuz your body's hot
but the flow is cold

mUTE mOLOTOV i broke the mold

that's not distortion it's overload