[Intro]
Uhh I can’t bear the sound of that vacuum
Ight hol up
Ah perfect
K let's get it

[Bridge]
Wednesday evening, I got bars to write, uh yuh
Wednesday evening, I need head to clear my mind, oh yuh
Wednesday evening, which direction left or right fuck
Wednesday evening, nothing more to make a quick buck
Wednesday evening, all these n***as fucking suck like uh
Wednesday evening, my evening is deep into mischievous

[Verse 1]
Delirious, exchange facts I’ll say that
Their ego’s facing intoxication got these states of mind racing making em feel adjacent wit my hand on the pen touchin' that paper while seeing vapors turn into smoke later then watchin' these lights dim thin
I know he was set to get in prophecies said he’ll make others careers trimmed success follows as then he starts to grin me sensing the evils within him
So much wisdom fuck the system
Fuck the system
Yeah and fuck racism
Fuck racism
Wanna smoke weed oh wait
Nah I meant spism, hol up

[Interlude]
What to do this Wednesday evening
Nothing to do on this Wednesday evening
[Verse 2]
Sippin’ gin till I fucken pass out
Childhood that's a fucken past out
Grab a bag gas out
Concerts’ lit wanna make a girl go and flash out
Flying out, east side west side
Hollywood cast out
Po up get the fucken flask out
Threaten me not knowin' what I'ma about, yuh
Listened to idols just to be another child’s idol, aye
Cannot fathom that the shit’s so fucken wild, hey
Aquaman’s creating tidals stronger than his rivals say
Best believe MC gon come out top spot claimin’ that title, aye
Tryna escape PA just to go live in CA, my daddy still livin’ out in VA but I ain’t really tryna go back to the DMV
I’m just speakin’ truths really that shit’s not for me
Got many talents why you think I call myself an MC
Yea yea jeez

[Outro]
Bounce, bounce, bounce