Sweet science of the future

………..More dopamine, more dopamine yelled the soul practitioner, I wish we had this science way back during Henry Kissinger, would’ve saved money on international spies flying through the skies, causing whole countries to die, cause his tie and favorite color would’ve been tie-dye. Is he dead, hold ‘em there, I mean more Dimethyltryptamine, to help create wonderful scenes, just keep pumping that dopamine, don’t worry about the catecholamine, cause the flesh is dying, no since in trying, these chemicals and hormones got the brain thinking it’s sky diving; joy is poised, I’m standing next to Floyd, no knee impressions just heavenly concessions, even with the science you still can’t creep past confessions just because you’re a adolescent.