[intro] [sirens] [verse] [rhythmic technical rapping] [midwest hip hop vocals] Straight orb cruisin' in the middle of nowhere blazin that oozin' makin plans to get there activate the cloak through the smoke every single time i try to get some air my lungs recoil and i choke everything's set for the jump to light speed lil cacty dope packin' a bowl of space weed hyperspace jammin' hot box the space ship always on the look out for space pirates tryin' to take shit time makes no sense unless you've seen the perfect future tense condensed into a point dimensionless expressed intent embedded intentionally potentially collapsing rapidly the outcome of events is best tested stead of guessing comin' around to the home side of the galaxy sensors indicate someone tracked our speed gravity lock, prepared for the shock it's do or die, i'm not gonna stop lights go up, not slowin down adrenaline rush when i hear that sound [whoop whoop] [bass feature with sirens] [police sirens] Now we gotta chase i'll escape if i trace perfect lines through this mine field activate the time shield, they won't relent and i won't yield, they attempted a tractor which gave me the room to peel this ain't no cake walk, its starting to get real, went through an asteroid belt and they still on my heels we can make the jump to light but we're light on the juice lil cacty starts yakkin' talm bout he got the boost he chopped off the top, the top of his head eat this shit he telepathically said the orb i control is powered by my soul psychically driven this chase has taken a toll now with this flesh that i have ingested i have basically become an incredible weapon i commence the pressing, teleports keep em guessing, but they stressin' once they seen me split in two diff rent directions (ha) Slam on the Gas Entanglement is a blast contrast i'm looking at the space fuzz in the past as nothing becomes everything i become of it the silence screams green as it deafens because it [outro] [drums stop] won't let go of me. drowning in a sea it seems no one will hear my screams the emptiness is less than dreams insists it belongs to me im grasping for a sense of what it means to be
