Written by Chaka PX
Pump the breaks on this one,
no it wouldn’t fit for real,
I got to go, and don’t wait for me.
Whats pushing us?
She mother space, no she mother earth,
she energies, push me one more time,
the smells, the joy, it overturns.
Sprint with me, run with me, chase after me,
who do she calls for, questions of questions.
Energize me, boost me, run with me.