ELIXERi was hanging out with this kid straight out sixtiesal..

ELIXERi was hanging out with this kid straight out sixtiesalthough he my own age he be smoking weed like gypsiestripping round the country doing dmt in different citiesfestivals for hippies this yogi's picknicking be riskywe were drinking whisky but the tales he told were iffyhe insisted spirits come outer worlds, and I think differentlyI said quit the bullshit cause your mind is tripping outYour mind is making up all of this creative stuff and now you stuckI'm not one to judge, but you're wrong about some stuffFor all you know, all these books on conscious thought and transcendenceWere written under the influence during the time of lets pretend some shitStrictly metaphors are these demons spirits and gods,that you claim you met for real but its metaphysical in factFrom your innerside you can manifest whatevers in mindEnlist some substances and assist your brain splitTill your fission out of body out in space where no time existsResurrect who you please via exorcism imaginingRelease them from your deepest seated thinking spots and seewhats in store what you got remember hard before they're lost meditation get u lifted like the pot stuff does, but its a little tricky when you take a tripYou can take a dip, dive as deep as any fishExperience the system from outside your self or in itRealize another vision maybe one thats more efficientSee your self in opposition and then try to wrestle with itThings can get twisted quick without the laws of physicsimprisoning us from existential cognition's we gotabilities to live free from religion and biasesConscientious disassociation by disease, yes pleaseReconigize the demons are our mind's own concievinglike our own children, born an accidental lessonsDon’t blame the moon sun or stars for what the drugs bring aboutNo spirits lurk around your corners or in houseOwn up, don’t deny how truly capable is your mindNever be ashamed lest you stay indoctrinated by time Power to your Psychedelic funky mentalize So next time you hallucinate readjust ya frameYour brain in every state every role is yours to playRecognize you rule the scene the stage the mic is all fair game From the dmt to the acid shrooming back and forth Whatevers leaking out is from your brain, and nothing more