Atlantis 2.0
I take it all for granted, granted
Chilling with Alice, drinking from her chalice
Such a beautiful view from a different planet
Red pill after red pill sinking further to Atlantis
Two tone shots, I like them redbone
Cacique got me looking as stupid as my hair grown
Took the wheel, how the hell did I get home?
Swerving like toddlers fresh off of Air Grover
Sloppy seconds ain't the finests dining
But our stars aligning even if yours ain't the brightest shinning
Surfing streets with hipsters on longboards
She was a shapeshifter rocking concords
Dollar short of minimum wage, with my people on lawnmowers
Eyes met, we were a couple of star-crossed bores
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