Beanie Seigal - “Feel It in the Air”

[TraceOneInfinite Flat Earther 96']

Phil Jackson Zen riding his bike across Sahara
I’m at 6 flags with my girl Akiela without a care
Hard to imagine that once I was really there
Suddenly big boxes 📦 are being moved
From my childhood home
Big surprise don’t know just where
These heavenly visions are coming from
I’m back in the woods and it’s as immaculent
As the Amazon Rain Forest 🌳
The air is so thick can hear roses and flowers
Bloom like a Phil Jackson Zen parable
Of the disciple who listens more and more
I’m like the Wise Old Owl 🦉 who talks less
Akiela and I in a communal community
She turns to me and tells me we’re together
Just like we used to be, no sex but foreplay
But first we got to close up our tent with sticks
And sheeps whool and tie the knots with bamboo
We drink the dew off of the trees we kiss just like
The way it used to be I tell her it has been a long time
She smiles as if it was always meant to be
Like it was heavenly destiny never thought that
Akiela would be back next to me like Shaka Zulu epic
When the father meets the mother and Queen 🤴
African dreams and childhood boxes and
A Wise Old Owl 🦉 who listens more than he talks it