[Verse]
The winds of change threw me around just like
A Paper weight
But class was in session professing that I would make the grade
Went from dulling down senses to being sharp as a razor blade
From staggering through nights to diving into these theta waves
Center my anima ever it seems my mind is finished
Even if i'm blinded, in time i'll still find the vision
Break the situation down, particles like some minor physics
Scribing my gift until that energy in my spine is lifted
Igniting incense, introspection that's the format
Watch man, the smoke is changing it's face so call it Rorschach
Vipassana, feel the impetus swirling within my thorax
Plug into the aethernet, reset download some more facts
Peering through holes inside the space rhyme continuum
Reverberant Om shakti, the power I feel is genuine