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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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