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
Da 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