Pos:

In america today

People think they know the way

Of the soul

De la is on the road

To blink and clear the hay

Behind the line of inner fine

We 've explained this time and time

Daisies don't mean everything

Daisies don't mean anything

But the word itself when broken up

Wears just a larger pound

D.a. stands for "t-h-e"

I is "inner"

S is "sound"

Y is "y'all", that's you

Should see the inner sound

Will help you breathe

But still i sport a heavy sigh

When i have to explain

It's just me, myself and i

It's just me, myself and i

It's just me, myself and i

It's just me, myself and i



Paul: so, you're just yourself, huh, pos?

Pos: basically paul, that's it.

Paul: you mean you're not a hippie?

Pos: no.

Paul: not even a half a hippie?

Pos: not a nugget.

Paul: wait. what about you and dove's parents?

Pos: straight up soul brothers and sisters.

Paul: so what the full equation shows is "the inner sound y'all"

Should be focused on, not just the word 'daisy' itself.

Pos: most definitely.

Paul: wait a minute. did you say 'most definitely?'

Pos and paul: rrrr-rah


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