Phat Sightz, that's the buz..and it rhymes, just because... Give it time to sink in, free your mind, re-kindle the spark, blow your mind. It's time to go on a journey to your innermost desire, don't put it out, feed the fire.. With a pen made of diamond, and words smoother than oil. Listen to your mind, fertilize the soil. I'll plant a seed within your mind, create beauty, given without space or time. It will surely sprout, if you just free your mind. My words are few, but they are so profound, you'll want to shout it out, but don't make a sound.. Because first you must expand your mind, give it time, because it's sublime. You'll want to come back, again and again. You'll want to come back, because you've found a friend.