time to go no exceptions
do what you gotta do
never mind there conventions
there thoughts don't matter
they cant see your intentions
even the most sincere of actions
are altered by there perceptions  

this ground dos not exist
no walls no roofs no floor
we live among the sky
you either fall or you soar
now i sleep above the clouds
it don't rain it don't poor

**** your thoughts i beat the odds
chilling in Olympus
drinking wine with the gods  
smoked a joint with Apollo
he pointed out  your facades
borrowing bolts from Zeus
throwing lightning at these frauds
made it here with my strengths
same ones you called flaws