It’s the return of the mellow man, me is all I sell to fans
Step into the lab and you can see what I’m developin’
It’s freedom and intelligence, believing in this fellow, when
I shine the light, they gon’ remember like an elephant
You’ll never be yourself again, once you hear the call
We make it relevant by bringing it to y’all
The music is the medicine that gets you past the fall
Go tell a friend and get to tearing down the walls
We gon’ rebuild it one brick at a time
And don’t worry bout the storm, it’s just a trick of the mind
The enemy’s befriending we to kill from behind
But I done seen that scheme like a picketer’s sign
And it’s a wicked design, don’t let him get you with the hate
Stick you with the thorns while the petal’s on the plate
It’s already getting late, we better settle on a date
And the time’s right now man, forever never waits…

San and JON equivalent to rhyming kings
Speaking each mind, and sometimes it stings
Life, it brings advice so we try to listen close
Heeding the muse maybe script a note
Prescription dope flipping a conniption fit
Dropped off the cliff into this abyss
And isn’t it a wonder that they didn’t slip a bit
Within a blissful lift from the abysmal drifts
regroup Three piece suit with a fist to lift
On the way back to that chrysalis
And if it hits, so be, and if not-the same
Gave up thoughts of colossal fame
I’ve got a pretty docile aim and it suits me fine
you can keep all the suits that shine
Perusing the pursuit maligned, nooses tying
Enjoy the brags and boasts, what’s the use of lying

extreme as a dried out creek bed
each step closer to speech makes regret, egress
hit the reset button, thinking of Seacrest
heard your girl took a little nibble of the beef pet
and I'm not talking a gyro-Greek fest
somewhere between Victor Page and T-Rex
fun, fair and lean, strip away summer, refresh
So won’t you tell me where the hell you think you’re really going to
And why you’re never using the directions that we’re showing you
Reach into your soul and you can see that what you hold is truth
Party time’s through we’re here to sober you
Standing like them soldiers do, ready to die
For the cause of the righteous, we battle the lies
Staying conscious on the mic, you better open your eyes
There’s a line in the sand now pick a side