ELIXERi was hanging out with this kid straight out sixtiesal..

ELIXER

i was hanging out with this kid straight out sixties

although he my own age he be smoking weed like gypsies

tripping round the country doing dmt in different cities

festivals for hippies this yogi's picknicking be risky

we were drinking whisky but the tales he told were iffy

he insisted spirits come outer worlds, and I think differently

I said quit the bullshit cause your mind is tripping out

Your mind is making up all of this creative stuff and now you stuck

I'm not one to judge, but you're wrong about some stuff

For all you know, all these books on conscious thought and transcendence

Were written under the influence during the time of lets pretend some shit

Strictly metaphors are these demons spirits and gods,

that you claim you met for real but its metaphysical in fact

From your innerside you can manifest whatevers in mind

Enlist some substances and assist your brain split

Till your fission out of body out in space where no time exists

Resurrect who you please via exorcism imagining

Release them from your deepest seated thinking spots and see

whats in store what you got remember hard before they're lost 

meditation get u lifted like the pot stuff does, 

but its a little tricky when you take a trip

You can take a dip, dive as deep as any fish

Experience the system from outside your self or in it

Realize another vision maybe one thats more efficient

See your self in opposition and then try to wrestle with it

Things can get twisted quick without the laws of physics

imprisoning us from existential cognition's we got

abilities to live free from religion and biases

Conscientious disassociation by disease, yes please

Reconigize the demons are our mind's own concieving

like our own children, born an accidental lessons

Don’t blame the moon sun or stars for what the drugs bring about

No spirits lurk around your corners or in house

Own up, don’t deny how truly capable is your mind

Never be ashamed lest you stay indoctrinated by time 

Power to your Psychedelic funky mentalize 

So next time you hallucinate readjust ya frame

Your brain in every state every role is yours to play

Recognize you rule the scene the stage the mic is all fair game 

From the dmt to the acid shrooming back and forth 

Whatevers leaking out is from your brain, and nothing more