Crazy?
Maybe, or at least so you say to me
Hazy days phase me?
You've got a ***** loose not me.

Drugs?
Sure, my baseline state is baked
Do I struggle to concentrate?
My visions another vibration yet

shrugs
Where others quest in dreams
I've long allready been
Where acid whispers plans
Who asks just where they began
When mushroom people walk with you
Do you ask them?
Who they're walking with too?

****.
No, I walk with the vision.
I speak with the venom
Cuz I fear no evil
Not in past or in present
why do you?
Are you some kinda fool?