Energy

[Hook]

I'm lookin', I'm lookin' I'm lookin' for energy, everywhere

I'm lookin', I'm lookin' I'm lookin' for energy, everywhere

[Verse 1]

My head's up in the sky it's higher than the clouds are

I like to look up at the stars and wonder how far

From what I hear about a billion babies are delivered every day and so it's like the planet is a clown car

I know it probably shouldn't work, but we all fit

Like a Mickey D's Playplace ballpit

So lookie me, I'm about to jump up in it and be swimming through syringes like a mothafuckin dolphin

I could have an outburst

There's a lot of freaky people on the planet and it makes me want to crowd surf

Everybody everywhere dig downwards

It's what we work for

Party at the earth's core!

I don't know where to go to go far

But if I go, then I know I should go hard

And if I go and I never come back

Then I'll send a postcard

And a couple thumb tacks

[Hook]

Said I'm lookin', I'm lookin' I'm lookin' for energy, everywhere

I'm lookin', I'm lookin' I'm lookin' for energy, everywhere

[Verse 2]

Teacher said this party started with a loud bang

The way my ears are ringing I don't hear a sound mang

I'm steady looking at the crowd like a proud dad

For coming out instead of clicking on a mouse pad

Steal a bounce house, fill it full of helium

Ride it like a blimp because I think that It'd be really fun

To do a triple flip in zero gravity while puffing on a philly blunt and shooting stars with a BB gun

Tonight I'll look at something that I've never seen before

And I might even pen graffiti on a meteor

I can reach it, homie Veni, vidi, vici, it's all peachy got a vision of the future on a Ouija board

I didn't believe it, I

Thought it was CGI

Why don't you decide

If we're computerized?

Assuming you and I are alive

And tomorrow is the rapture

I wonder watcha wanna do tonight

[Hook]

I'm lookin', I'm lookin' I'm lookin' for energy, everywhere

I'm lookin', I'm lookin' I'm lookin' for energy, everywhere

[Verse 3]

I don't wanna I don't wanna I don't wanna

I don't wanna I don't wanna end up as an anybody

Everybody is an anybody

Made of arteries and antibodies

And you never get to see confetti without getting bloody

If you read ahead you'll all be surprised

Spoiler alert!

We're all gonna die

But I'll be hooping in that driveway in the clouds

Shooting fouls with that big orange ball in the sky

And when I die wanna say well I made it

And be way celebrated

And remain as a staple

If I stay hella faded

Then I'll fade and my fate'll be the same as the fakers with the chains on the labels

It's a shame people do it for the fame and the cash

Not the flame and the passion I train through the pain and I frame every passage as a way to stay fit

Cause an 808 kick is my gatorade drink