[Intro]
She's fucking perfect
She don't like it when I'm high
And I'm always high, heh
I mean, "lofty" means "elevated", though, you feel me?
It's like, (Yo) what the fuck?

[Verse 1]
Shroomtard, shroom hard
To choose between trucks and you is too hard
So as far as you know, I ain't get that shit since a long time ago
But ain't no foolin', all you see is pupils
Now you don't trust me, it ain't like it used to
Now I'm getting used to the usual
Hipster bitches on the tip 'cause I'm youthful
Mutual feelings, I know they exist
Psychedelic mackin' as I follow my bliss
Swallow my cues and I follow no rules
And I'ma be here when you border those twos
And I show you a glimpse of a dream
A fairytale, parallel reality
Lemme show you a glimpse of a dream
A parallel, fairytale reality
But I don't know if you ready for that just yet

[Interlude]
Y'know?
I don't think I'ma change into anybody, though
Like, fuck that
But I'm thinkin' about it 'cause you foreign as fuck, y'know?
So is she
But the song ain't about her either
[Verse 2]
...or her, or her
Lots of bad bitches in the mothafuckin' world
But you a very special girl
And I made this fuckin' song for you, yo, chill

[Outro]
And maybe I could just blast into, like, another parallel dimension
Where we, like, actually fuck and shit
'Cause you don't give a fuck what I do, y'know?
Or maybe, like...
Maybe I should just... uh, fuck it
I don't know, yo
Fuck it