(Intro)
Third eye was seeing me, but I don’t know what to do with mine,
Vanity clouds the truth, gotta see past the blind.
(Verse 1)
Maybe push the industry tidal wave,
Coast to coast, still too quick to save,
Motions slow, but my mind’s in a race,
Framed up the points, I’m winning the chase.
(Chorus)
Lucid flights, I’m soaring through the night,
Spitting that ill, fill your lungs with the light,
Prove it to the world, I’m taking my right,
Third eye open, the future’s in sight.
(Verse 2)
Looking fresher than the prince, no need to pretend,
I’m the one with the skill, music is my friend,
Flow so cold, like winter’s own trend,
Filling up lungs with that kill, no end.
(Chorus)
Lucid flights, I’m soaring through the night,
Spitting that ill, fill your lungs with the light,
Prove it to the world, I’m taking my right,
Third eye open, the future’s in sight.