Lights flashin’, wheels turnin’,

(lean into the mic lazy, almost mumblin’)

Mind racin’, world burnin’.

I'm floatin’ down Ashland,

Slidin' through dreams I can’t stand,

Got blue shrooms in my hand,

Chicago spin like quicksand.

High, high, higher than the Sears,

High, high, no fear in here,

Blue caps got me switchin' gears,

South Side water crystal clear.

Seen Zeke droppin’ packs on Pulaski,

Man tweakin’, looked past me,

Found his stash like magic,

Blue dust turn tragic

Up on 79th, I’m trippin’ cross lights,

Voices in my head say fight or flight,

But I’m laughin’, vibin’, slidin’ by,

Whole city under mushroom sky.

I'm floatin’ down Ashland,

Slidin' through dreams I can’t stand,

Got blue shrooms in my hand,

Chicago spin like quicksand.

High, high, higher than the Sears,

High, high, no fear in here,

Blue caps got me switchin' gears,

South Side water crystal clear.

‘L’ line look like a snake,

Clouds kissin’ my face,

Lost my shoes, lost my place,

Don’t care, I’m outer space.

High, high, blue gods in my ear,

High, high, sippin’ through the fear,

Blue caps got my soul in gear,

Chi-Town drippin' blue this year!