Peeps on tha streets who are down wid tha freaks. Freaks of nature who don't hate ya, for your imperfections and own nature. Peeps who are down with the Crown, like to be lost and NEVER found. Only found to be blazin' it, phrasin' Socrates with no shame in it. Preachin' on logic and simplicity, running into serendipity. Discoverin' new realities, ignoring all technicalities. A whirlwind of enlightenment, no need to be fightin' it. Just heighten it and brighten it and you'll find that you'll be likin' it.