Dat SIP

I'm talking to my plants now I went and fed 'em seltzer Long walks when its nice out Glide my fingers through the zephyr Dat Sip Dat Sip Dat Sip Dat Sip Dat Sip Dat Sip Dat Sip Dat Sip I know what the moon is dressed like Only sounds I heard were chains Splashing round your neck Shouting from my jungle lungs I sometimes lie to strangers It makes for better stories There's not a language for it So I fashioned up an altar Dat sip Ginger and the bloom is heart shaped Whispers travel in this echoey space Late night, weird dreams Made cash off these eyes Trim the wick Light the candle Tryna sip Like a vandal Fled the scene Heart split open Never touched again