When you going out to sleep, when you going out to sleep
Do you dream of me, do you dream of me, yeah
Fast cars and gold on your wrist and neck, yeah
Porsche going fast in the wind and rain
Psychedelic on the tops of the mountain range I sang
Flowers bloomed in the rain in the garden zen, yeah
So when I die bury me in the mountain range
And you'll see my soul on the horizon
Tell me now and tell me that I know so
I can fly higher than a f*cking bird so
I'm not far don't tell me that I'll fall son
I forgot how low you tend to go so
I can tell that you're dragging me so low doe
You don't fly so don't tell me that you know bro
I can tell that you're f*cking up my flow so
Get it down let me show you how we go son