Astro, bass drop—Skrillex ignite the night

Neon demons crawl out the sub, lunar wheels in flight

I teleport through potholes, time slices, three strikes

Sicko mode in my veins, strobe heart, thrash the lights

Subwoofer hurricane, la flame turn to typhoon

Rage orbit, stage crack, moon rocks in my spittoon

808s bend gravity, snare rips open skies

Travis floatin’ through the glitch—forever high, never dies

Yo, cratered moonlight drip—

I hit the block in zero-G, boots still clank like jail doors;

meteor bounce, sub-woof quake, crowd go full eclipse.

Drake in the rear synth, ghost-ride the hook;

Travis autotune comet tail, scream through the glitch.

Crankdat flip the drop—time folds, beat splits,

three-headed hydra in a warp-zone mosh.

Astros in the cup, codeine nebula,

I teleport out before the beat reboots—SICKO MODE re-cranked, universe bruised.

Astro, sun got me fried like bento,

Houston sweat drip, ice on the dento,

Racks in the phantom, ghost on the tempo,

Switch the mode—sick—then I vento.

Blimp full of smoke, float over the ‘jects,

Crows in the sky keep circlin’ checks,

I’m the glitch in the byte, anomaly flex,

Hopped out the dark, still grindin’ no rest.