DESCRIPTION:
The debut single and music video of Figure 4.0 by AR.K.
Filmed by Canadian Creative Director and Photographer Jordan Gooden. *** LIKE, SHARE, SUBSCRIBE ***
International Model Stephanie Mosher visually represents a women of AR.K' desire. Watch as AR.K' musical frequency is visually depicted through Gooden' original lighting technique (no projector). AR.K takes you on a trip unlike any other, recreating a sensation of being 'high' off of someone else's energy. Gooden recreates a ' hypnotic hallucinogenic ' visual experience. The force of energy felt by the two is one that inspires to an enlightened state of mind. A state of mind which would also be described as being from out of this world. A universal energy, a frequency of life and love. In a way it drives us crazy with passion, enraged with the lust of success. When we are intune with each others vibrations of energy. We become one with the other in the end. - Jordan Gooden

AR.K - Figure 4.0 / Directed by Jordan Gooden:.
::::::: LYRICS :::::

Ayo were just young, living dangerous, shooting for angels bulls eyes aimless brah,
rubber spinning on the pavement like taste my dust,
I'm out of sight at speeds of light velocity just aint the same as us Philosophies are dope as fuckin angel dust
PCP see the energy I came to bust,
I'm outta ya sight I'm outta my fucking mind with messages so vivid
I can give sight to the blind and I'm grappling vocabulary putting it in a figure 4
think you been to a battlefield I've been fighting a different war
Phoenix wings outta my shoulder blades better believe they're scorned and scorched severely burned
I'm sleeping with the torch but fuck it man yall can have the damn crown, grammys are bound to come because
yo it's been going down, left right throwing hits, always pound for pound best grip your ballistics spit infinite calibre rounds.
Blood all in my eyes
Sweat dripping off my face
Frequency inside of me it's in my DNA
Without a doubt lay these rappers flat up on the floor tapped out within a figure 4
Hat to the back with my feet up on the board originality on the mic that you aint ever seen before,
spit potions induce hypnosis gone before you see me light speed with the motions relax kick back while
Im flipping the raps lyrical sickness need a haz mat mask just to repel the bacteria, caught within my winds if plague causing mass hysteria, spitting these weaponized pathogens, fans are like dan is real rap really back again,
believe it man its back embrace the fact and let us celebrate it guys are getting turnt up
females serenaded, raging erasing competition off the map frequency bleeding inside
of me while I spit on the wax locked up in the lab with a fucking gas mask vapours and
the funds chemical toxicity within the room youn need a fresh air respirator, perish in
despair they'll have to resuscitate ya, music been an integral part of me since birth
the first DMT release in the frequency I was immersed beyond infinity third eye can
see microscopic zooming fine tuning the masterpiece erratic drastic action I have
to feast exhaling these bars then I'm breathing like a beast