[Verse 1: Illmaculate)
Staring down the bottom of the bottle of this cheap brew
Arrogant bastard, how fitting, shit me too
And that's something I can drink to
I drink one and refuel, drink two then toast one for things due
I celebrate for things passed
And dream enough every day that even when my sleep lacks I relax
I rebound then relapse as weeks pass
Binge and hit the gym, trying to catch the wind I've been three sheets past
Told myself, that I wouldn't tell myself, "This will be my year"
Guess I can't help myself, no secrets here
Glancing over the edge, we teeter near
What people fear they look away from but close they eyes and it reappears
I make music for the future if I'm being weird
I'm thinking clear, in conclusion we're human and we were here
I make music for the future if I'm being weird
I'm thinking clear, in conclusion we're human and we were here

[Verse 2: IAME]
Like diplo, too many bottoms up
Now my bottoms been reached
All I got left in life's this new lease on it
And though the price is higher
I feel like I'm rewired, a new man
(?) writing these chronicles
Like bride and groom with this avenue, of expression
Peddling like dudes who bomb the zoo, I'm zooted
Took some (?) to get down
Found a little place in the ground
Where you could lay, like island music
Decked in all flowers like a Hawaiian suit
The soil is loyal amount where i feel life is through
Then even after you're gone think what you might produce
For me it'll just be more chaos when i climb out (?)
Opportune phantom but the opera is too classy
We human we were here now we're back necromancy
And you'd get antsy in the after life too
Unless of course there is heaven's noise to entertain
If not hell's where you're located sorry