Lyrics Sign of the Times - Joule$

I'm the sign of the times, a spiritual revolution
Take control of your minds, break out the institutions
Step outside feel the vibes, it's money that's the illusion
All you need is inside, you working for that you stupid

I'm no talker I'ma do it
I got stalkers
I got shooters
Measure blotters with no ruler
DMT hits with some boomers
I can see into the future
I'm so trippy I see two worlds
Got one girl but I see two girls
Muscle memory I don't do curls
Hit my chemist he shipped two books
Heard they calling this a new cure
I been calling it the future
Fuck my bitch that's karma sutra
Fucked your bitch that karma suit ya
I don't care about the moolah
I'm a savage ooga ooga
I got blue cheese this no Gouda
Smoking weed it hit like hookah
This ain't regular tell me who could
Do the shit the way I did it
Take the pain and manifested something great
Have a bad bitch feed me grapes
This is timeless they gone hate
I'm gone take it to the grave
Universe up in my brain
We are living organisms within isms of a conscious with no name
Call it god, I call it Jah
Call it that from which we came
Wanna kill me gotta aim
All these infinite desires
It's all there to be attained
Nothing's lost there's more to gain
Niggas worried about the fame