EGO DEATH

[Intro: Alan Watts]
"You are a function of this Milky Galaxy, bounded by the Milky Way, and that furthermore, this galaxy is a function of all other galaxies
One day you're gonna wake up and say
"Why that's me!""

[Pre-Chorus]
Don't know what is real or what is fake Disassociatin', might just be too late
Pour a four up of the purple, now I'm back to sippin'
I told that bitch I'm off the acid, but I'm still trippin

[Chorus]
Fuck, just had another ego death
Who am I? I don't got shit left
So I get high with my friends
Tryna swerve in the whip, in the benz
The bitch manic again, she's spendin'
That borderline bitch gon' drive me crazy, I just might use again
I just wanna get real high, wanna float up in the sky
Boutta lose my shit, boutta go insane, boutta straight up lose my mind
The motherfuckin' demons back again, when the drugs kick in, they hide
I ain't never trust a bitch, yeah she told me she love me, the bitch yeah she just lied (Fuck that bitch)

[Verse]
Can't never trust her again, put that on my soul
The bitch playin' too many games with me, shit gettin' real old
Put the gun to my head, roulette, and I cannot fold
The bitch like winter when she come around, she be turnin' my heart real cold
Stay talkin' that shit, they bold
Stuck up all behind they phones
Off earth, where am I? don't know
Really think I need my bros right now
Really think I need some hoes right now
Really think I need some drugs right now
Cause the voices screamin' fuckin' loud
I'm off of the drugs and I might pass out

[Pre-Chorus]
Don't know what is real or what is fake Disassociatin', might just be too late
Pour a four up of the purple, now I'm back to sippin'
I told that bitch I'm off the acid, but I'm still trippin

[Chorus]
Fuck, just had another ego death
Who am I? I don't got shit left
So I get high with my friends
Tryna swerve in the whip, in the benz
The bitch manic again, she's spendin'
That borderline bitch gon' drive me crazy, I just might use again
I just wanna get real high, wanna float up in the sky
Boutta lose my shit, boutta go insane, boutta straight up lose my mind
The motherfuckin' demons back again, when the drugs kick in, they hide
I ain't never trust a bitch, yeah she told me she love me, the bitch yeah she just lied

[Outro: Alan Watts]
"…And in exactly the same way the universe doesn't let you in on the truth
That all sensed experiences are vibrations of the self"