
More Didgeridoo!
zz—zen—zen— “too high? nah, I’m just spiritually buffering…” Verse 1 Yo Zen, I respect your cosmic design, turnin’ real life into some art-house mind. Meanwhile I’m here like “where did I park my brain?” eatin’ snacks I forgot I already claimed. Couch-cloud captain of absolutely nothin’, thinkin’ deep thoughts like “is this couch still puffin’?” No destiny callin’, just mild confusion, floatin’ through life in a lazy illusion. Zen said I’m “too high”—bro, groundbreaking take, I’ll alert the press for that bold insight you make. Chorus I’m in the cl—cl—clouds, might never come down, just levitatin’ awkwardly over this town. Not lost—just “strategically unbothered” style, kinda outta focus but I’ve been here a while. Verse 2 Didgeridoo hum like “please turn me up,” but the mix keeps sayin’ “that’s enough, that’s enough.” I NEED MORE DRONE like it’s medically required, for my emotionally underqualified choir. Shoutout Arvyn, 8-Bit, Zen too, all of us delusional in slightly different hues. We’re “serious artists,” yeah totally legit, ignore the fact I just tripped into this shit. Chorus I’m in the cl—cl—clouds, might never come down, just levitatin’ awkwardly over this town. Not lost—just “strategically unbothered” style, kinda outta focus but I’ve been here a while. Break No competition, just vibes and denial… and still not enough didgeridoo, honestly, wild. Didgeridoo Solo (Deep absurd drone, desert echo, glitch wobble, cosmic sarcasm—sounds like a meditation app malfunctioning) Hook Outro cl—cl—clouds… still no plan, still no clue, Zen, I respect your judgment… I just don't hear you. All in Fun Though, We all got our vibes

