Touchdown new in town ready to meet the prophets
telling my god i'd keep my promise, free my knowledge, beat the office
be the elite and leave the novice see deceit and peep the dogmas
went to sleep within my body, got evil on it

lets rewind the topic, back to college back to gossiping
about the box office and making popcorn profit
that's what the future offered, that was my plan
to make the dollars typing movie novels, i got the uni offer

packed my bags and sold the mazda left the sweetest goddess
the perfect beauty concept it left me lost and finding solace in the bottles
mackin' boobies just to get them topless. was macking prima donnas
and lacking movie honours

that shit was weak, i needed to find my own two feet
i needed to take a step away before i stepped into defeat
so i went to the retreat and learnt to close my eyes and breathe
and then i finally woke up from a twenty year sleep

and i
went back to tertiary to finish with my first degree
immersed to see hegemony that treats us like a nursery
by teaching us in cursory and keeps us from the industry
then uses us like mercenaries, corruption in the first degree

so touchdown here I am ready to peep the worlds design
got a job cutting vines to pay for more silent time
got my mates to talk jive, vapourise and keep me high
got a dame to fine dine so it's hard to find time

to ever free my mind and sit and leave the world behind
and mindfulness is slipping cause i'm always fucking tired
and preoccupied with thinking of corruptions of a normal life
and as it slowly brings me down i gotta open up my eyes

cause do i need it do i really freaking need it
was i deceived by the weed and do i need some leave to beat it
cause the devil and the system are ingrained and tightly weaved
and i'm defeated so i pack my bags and head for the retreat

Know yourself know yourself know yourself
If you don't know yourself you'll know nobody else
I contemplate my actions to cultivate compassion
When I understand my patterns my habits can adapt