Near Death

[Verse 1: Meek Demeo]
And now this is what you wanted
Maybe free, started being explicit about it
Into the experience with no knowledge of you dying
Crystallized shit mixed with the yellow powder (Pull another hit)
DMT trip, your eyes run around it
Bitch let me pose or watch death create blackness
Party with the gods, fuckin' vibrations

[Hook]
Baby I feel too high
It’s starting to be foreign
Can’t recollect more bits of loving
And now my girls are up in heaven
I can’t wait
I need you love
Is this my fate, too?
Dance with they gods

[Verse 2: Meek Demeo]
I hope you ego isn't present
I promise that you see there's a method to all my madness
Decipher what's real, now that's impossible ~
If you get too high, just acknowledge my presence
LSD trips, cover and it slips, the wall starts pulsating
Inside of my eyelids if I was being so blatant
So fucking surreal underneath the prostration

[Hook]

{SOMEBODY HELP, OMG THIS SHIT'S ANNOYING!}
Agree