Smoked Tea

[Verse 1]
I suffer from severe brain fog
I wake up in a car seat in Nepal, rainfall, Veda books, strange broad
Red dot on her forehead, she came to as she nod forward
Tire marks, airbags, engine lights, smoke everywhere, that explains more
We both saw our blood stains in pores
Outside the car was two dead men, well dressed, one had a vest, the other had a chainsaw
Who they came for? Was it gang wars?
I saw open suitcasеs of money, on the ground was cocaine and slain dogs
This was rеal, though I’m bipolar
This type of money that bosses die over, wise cry over, wise guys they took the lives of many soldiers
Both their pants was wide size of penny loafers
My third eye is like the wi-fi, plenty cultures
Look to my side, that’s when she came closer
Blood on her dress, on her neck a winged cobra
She told me, “that’s my trauma and attachment”
My co-dependency and abandonment issues are unwrapping
So all my childhood experiences are coming to me in these gangster images
I hypnotized you but this is how this finishes
Your failures and rejections are the witnesses
This is for more supportive and attentive
Validating, responsive, check your premises
The reasons that you see drugs
All white like ghosts, that’s why it’s coke
Psycho, the psychos then you need hugs
The stress code of the ghetto, let go of the devil death hold as you’ll receive love
She said my hypothalamus, pituitary adrenal axis is plastic
To take out one of the three evil masters
Cortisol, [?], [?] in my hippocampus
She said, “let me please explain
When I put you under the hypnosis, I wanted you open so I rolled with you in the rain
You said it drove you insane
Then I asked you to take me through your fears and your horrors, your younger years and your trauma
You just shed tears and said, ‘mama’”
It was ghostly, it was a slow steep as you sit back and sip on the smoked tea

[Chorus]
Just watch the charm go back and forth
Just watch the charm go back and forth
Getting sleepy
Just watch the charm go back and forth
Getting sleepy

[Verse 2]
This was therapy for my cognitive behavior
She said the Vedic papers was just my creative nature
My negative place, she made it safer
I often fled to escape where the hate was greater
My pen get close as an electric shaver, Gillette, eight sets of razors
In depth, direct effect is major
Oh, now I get it, look around, it’s Asia
The ground is mystic, the suitcase of cash begin to mutate to gas
I begin to lose weight and fast
My inner critic begin to chastise, offend my spirit
I’m getting bad vibes of metaphysics
“And in my fitness I ride with you, I’ll be your witness, and please allow yourself some forgiveness”
That’s what she said as she held my hand
“Set boundaries of how you feel, strengthen your communication skills, now get back behind the wheel”
Damn, this lady is good, the craziest woods
Moon out, Tasmanian wolves, mushroom sprouts
Windshield wipers as it rain on our hood
It happened slowly, as we sipped on some smoked tea