Untitled - A River of Stones

My hostesses son is listening to music in the room next door with friends and the following just flew from my fingertips. Can you tell what kind of music he was listening to?

im’a watch it til I’m blind

im’a watch it til I find

i no longer see that kind

til I pry open the closed mind

and let all the sunlight shine

on the cobwebs of design

that prohibit sensible realign

im’a destroy the global mastermind

show the love, the joy of time

life that has bent the line

the circle of life

im’a watch it til I’m blind.