I am a music lover some how I get paid. This song would still exist if no money was made. That's the difference. I summed it up in a sentence. I'm sittin' here perfectly still cuz I've got no place to go. Be about two months until we light up. The show follow me now. I sing of spring it's a marvelous thing. What else swing the thing you bring. Yo I got to say hola }. Orange County to Angola }. I go back to the beat } (2x). It never lets me down }. Zone in and let it rola }. I deem stream of sweat that connects me to you. I still be all about that thing that you do. We dip dip dive and herbalize. I don't look over my shoulder but I know there are spies. But then long time crew. Stuck like glue. You never let me down. Always came through. Always kept the flow. Even when you didn't know. Don't ask us. We make it up as we go. Yo I got to say hola }. Orange county to Angola }. I go back to the beat } (2x). It never lets me down }. Zone in and let it rola }. Seems like people are the viruses. And earth is simply tired of us. So many headz what if something would give. And kill off our race. Maybe diseases from space. Arriving from a comet. With a trail left for the planet. Say the wake it created was the start of the end. Filled with spores that were engineered. Plant pathogens. What's in the future for the view is many changes. Humans could be in danger. What would you eat to be a remainder. As your food is maimed. To take you out the frame. Some would vaporize. Some would remain. The same suckers with no cares about. The wave of the world I feel. Their lives are destined for hard times too. There's a parallel universe that might be blocked. But by emotion we put into it we could unlock. I'm not saying we could escape fate tunneling in this vast. Untranslatable energy filled of dust and ash.