 Ocean breeze and palm trees, you know I got it. I live my life the right way, I'm in the tropics. In tune with the divine knowledge, they can't stop me. Tapped into the supreme being, I'm God-bodied. Humble hand and iron fist, they acknowledge. Modern day lifestyle, yeah, the Christ conscious. Carbonation, the frequency that they keep watching. Connecting back to a natural state is my only option. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, nowhere to go.