Verse 1] Paparazzi passed the pen, said it's just some potent green Took a pull, the taste was foul, like morning breath and gasoline Chemical and rotten, hit the lungs then hit the bloodstream Felt the room begin to wobble, something shifted in the scene He said keep it, I was geeking, walked home through a fractal street Every sidewalk crack a canyon, every headlight laser beams Got me twisted off a single hit, the cartridge never depletes Now I'm living in a loop, reality on a losing streak [Chorus] One puff from the pen and the TV turns to Tokyo Game show host is screaming, coins are raining on the floor Little elves with tiny hands are stacking towers by the door Building pyramids and castles while my dog snores through the war I'm not smoking weed, I'm smoking portals to another zone Tripping in my bed, my girl asleep, I'm never quite alone [Verse 2] Roku screensaver floating, then it morphs into a stage Japanese contestants scrambling for currency that's spraying out the frame Digital confetti, gold doubloons with my name engraved Falling on the comforter, collecting in my pillowcase Little architects appear, they're barely taller than my thumb Carrying the coins like shields, constructing kingdoms on the rug Winnie's tail is wagging slow, she sees the shimmer but she's numb Girlfriend turns and mumbles something, I just nod and play it dumb Every night the same production, interdimensional show Pen beside me on the nightstand, one hit was all I'd ever know [Chorus] One puff from the pen and the TV turns to Tokyo Game show host is screaming, coins are raining on the floor Little elves with tiny hands are stacking towers by the door Building pyramids and castles while my dog snores through the war I'm not smoking weed, I'm smoking portals to another zone Tripping in my bed, my girl asleep, I'm never quite alone [Bridge] Paparazzi you're a prophet with a plastic souvenir You thought it was some cannabis, you gave me a chandelier Now my bedroom is a universe with citizens who volunteer To build a tiny empire from the coins I manifest in here The screen glows green and purple, Winnie whimpers at the sight My girlfriend breathes in rhythm while I'm bargaining with light This wasn't recreation, this was genesis at midnight One accidental toke and now I'm architect of altered life [Outro] Pen still hitting, never empty, magic in the metal casing Little elves salute me now, they know the human that they're facing Pyramids across the dresser, coins still falling, time erasing Paparazzi changed my world and didn't even know what he was lacing [Verse 3] Woke up in a cold sweat, pillow drenched, my vision pixelated Girlfriend asked me what was wrong, I told her nothing, hesitated Winnie barking at the corner where the empire stood last night Now it's just a pile of lint and one stray nickel catching light Thought I dreamed it, then I spotted Paparazzi's pen still gleaming On the nightstand like a relic, greenish vapor softly streaming Told myself I wouldn't touch it, twenty minutes later fiending Not for pleasure but for purpose, those little builders need their meaning Took a second pull, the taste was somehow sweeter than before Like the poison knew my name and had a key to every door Room dissolved to checkerboard, the ceiling cracked and spilled a score Golden doubloons with my face, minted fresh from some celestial forge [Chorus] One puff from the pen and the TV turns to Tokyo Game show host is screaming, coins are raining on the floor Little elves with tiny hands are stacking towers by the door Building pyramids and castles while my dog snores through the war I'm not smoking weed, I'm smoking portals to another zone Tripping in my bed, my girl asleep, I'm never quite alone [Verse 4] Now I'm chiefing every evening, got a kingdom to maintain Elves got unionized, they demand a forty-hour work week, man Built a parliament of pennies, legislation for the grain They elected Winnie chancellor, she just licked her paw and campaigned Girlfriend caught me mid-conversation with a sentient doubloon Said I'm talking to the carpet, asked if I'd be coming back soon Told her baby this is bigger than a recreational afternoon I'm a sovereign of a micronation blooming in our bedroom Paparazzi texted asking if I ever finished that cart I replied with laughing emojis and a photo of the art Little spires on the nightstand, tiny banners waving smart He just wrote back "lol nice edit" didn't know he'd sparked a monarch [Bridge] This is sovereignty by accident, a throne built on a toxin Every coin a citizen, the carpet's now a metropolis I'm not tripping, I'm commuting, this is diplomatic process Winnie's knighted, girlfriend's sleeping through the revolution's progress The pen's a scepter, not a cartridge, Paparazzi's the ignition To a dynasty unfolding in my bedroom's jurisdiction One pull separated fiction from a permanent condition Now I'm emperor of atoms, and the atoms pay tuition
