PEACE IS A PSYCHEDELIC WEAPON ☮️🔊🫠

[INTRO] [wind] [bell] [soft instructional voice] “Close your eyes.” [male] Unless you're driving. Then definitely don't. [bell] [voice] “Observe your thoughts.” [male] They're behaving terribly. [whispered female laugh] [VERSE 1] I've been watching the world throw punches at mirrors, everyone yelling but nobody hearing. People want peace while sharpening pride, building little kingdoms to hide fear inside. Every argument screaming, “I'm right, you're wrong,” while the planet keeps spinning completely unimpressed the whole time. [beat enters] What if strength wasn't winning the fight? What if power was choosing what's right? What if peace wasn't passive or weak or polite, but refusing to feed what keeps darkness alive? [BUILD] Peace ain't sleeping. Peace is awake. Peace is knowing which battles not to create. [DROP 1] [CHORUS] Peace is a psychedelic weapon, aim it at the fear. Fire understanding till the hatred disappears. Not bullets, not borders, not another bloody war, just millions learning what their hearts are actually for. Ya Matey Tatey bringing bass instead of bombs, throwing strange little riddles where the angry noise belongs. Peace is a psychedelic weapon— and everyone can carry one. [VERSE 2 — RAP] Mind makes division, tribal precision, labels and cages and binary vision. “This side, that side, my side, your side,” ego draws borders then wonders why we're divided. Zoom out. Earth's a pebble doing laps around a flame, eight billion people arguing over names. Funny when you see it from sufficiently far— we're apes wearing trousers on a rock near a star. [beat stops] No offence to trousers. [DROP] So breathe before speaking, listen before swinging, question every certainty your frightened mind is bringing. Kindness isn't weakness, compassion isn't soft, sometimes walking peacefully is the hardest path to walk. [FAKE MEDITATION TAPE] [calm voice] “Imagine your anger as a cloud.” [male] Mine looks like a Commodore with no exhaust. [calm voice] “Allow it to drift away.” [male] Can I keep the Commodore? [calm voice] “No.” [male] Rude. [BREAKDOWN] [female harmonies] [male softly] You don't need to love every person you meet. You don't need to agree. You don't need to pretend people can't hurt each other. Peace isn't blindness. It's deciding that pain doesn't get to choose who you become. [piano] That's the revolution nobody can confiscate. [BUILD 2] One mind at a time. One heart at a time. One less person passing the hurt forward. [female choir rising] [DROP 2 — EUPHORIC] [CHORUS] Peace is a psychedelic weapon, aim it at the fear. Fire understanding till another path appears. No bullets, no borders, no worshipping the war, just souls remembering what we're capable of love for. Ya Matey Tatey sending frequencies of calm, music for the battered with the universe in arms. Peace is a psychedelic weapon— pass it on. Pass it on. [FINAL RAP] Maybe enlightenment isn't floating off the ground. Maybe it's keeping your kindness when cruelty comes around. Maybe wisdom isn't answers written somewhere in the sky. Maybe it's learning how to live before we learn how to die. So here’s my little mission— make noise that carries light. Bass heavy enough to shake loose whatever keeps us fighting inside. [OUTRO] [bell] [female whisper] Choose peace. [male] And turn the sub up. Both can be true.