Dark Party (feat. Jak Progresso)

But you love to party I mean, what's not to love Especially when you see how I party, man It was epic The run I was on made Sinatra, Flynn, Jagger, Richards, all of them, just look like droopy-eyed armless children Yo, I need you to check me out for a second I said Lance is gone I am just a small clone Extra terrestrial life with no phone to call home Fallen drone Was just trying to angle shots, dangerous thoughts, Dallas streets, sheets cover mangled cops I know At the same time, I'm quick to forget About to roll me up a blunt with my list of regrets And burn it all Burn it all I'm starting it fresh Cause half the time I got it right, man, I probably guessed I've been higher than the sky, mixing Molly and X Nodding and deaf Not hearing shit, just plotting what's next Rotten and hexed My mind became toxic and stressed Obnoxious or blessed I can't decide, I'm caught in regret Dust laced joints for girls if they wanna get wet My biggest battle is with demons I've never met Yeah, yeah, I ingest golden spores Activate doors of mysticism, canister disrobing All channels open, biofeedback, channeling voltage Color patterns, light trail, hand symbols in motions Contaminated smoke Lift me off the floor like the Indian rope trick I get fan mail from followers across seven channels and oceans Systematic wounded Baptist youths in West Oakland I got believers desperately looking for abandoned houses For me to do a show in I'm dabbing black hash like a sultan My ego big like Who else raps I'm insulted