I Ain't Gone

What you do is what the universe does And what the universe does is also what you do Not you in the sense of your superficial ego Which is a very small little tiny area Of your conscious sensitivity But you in the sense of your total Psycho-physical organism Conscious as well as unconscious I'm in the back of the Rolla I think I lost it My sweets gone sour where's the night Think I'm exhausted The trips one day but to think of what its costed To sit and pray that my ego don't end up lotted I'm a foreign I ain't got wits in the realms of lords and The hits I passed be the last so I'll enjoy them The quit won't last before gods I still implore them To make money fast for the rights which I was chosen I'm a phony Grand you would puke if you didn't know me Bland to my neighbors my people and all my homies But I done lost some people some days I'm feeling lonely And I still feel a bum for like thinking that you should owe me I'm a staller I ain't got hints as to when to call her She might a hit me back if I didn't end up so awkward Or maybe if I hadn't fooled myself I was a baller Hold up hold up hold up got a man he said don't call her I been tripping While you all been dissing the passion How the crutch in you don't keep your ideology balanced Ya'll be preaching to the greens when you done burning the pasture Locked the mouth into a box so the hand could feed it faster I ain't gone What you are Is the universe And in fact the works What there is and always has been and always will be forever and ever Performing and act called a John Doe And this is such a subversion of common sense But is at fact matter of fact something If you stop to think about it that is completely obvious Only everything conspires to prevent you from seeing that obvious thing If you stop to think about it that is completely obvious Only everything conspires to prevent you from your superficial ego Which is a very small little tiny area Of your conscious sensitivity