[Intro]
Pretty much just, stressin'
Stressin’ out about the nature of things, about 24/7 (Mhm)
I mean.... *sigh* it could be a lot worse (Ye)
I just gotta remind myself that, I'm a pretty lucky guy

[Verse 1]
Brahman and his goonies actin' loonie with some cartoonies
Soonie finna drop some shit while kicking in the boonies
Watching [?] all afternoonie while
People hating on him like a Shi’ite to a soonie, alright
Cause I'm a nerd if you heard, eating shrooms from the turd of the herd, to get high as a bird, like
Passing third to get home, using words to get dome, fuck forcing it, only with the natives I roam
(So whatchu tryna say?)
Pinetree skyline, and if you talking shit, don't hit my line
And if I care about ya, I will find time
Me and my goons, all our minds rhyme
Yeah our minds rhyme, but we never barred out
Got the same bitch in house with the yard out
Far out, Space Pricks coming soon
Fuck the red it's the blue in his goons, yuh

[Instrumental Break]

[Unknown Voice]
Ground, [?] on the ground elevator
Keeping an album [?] bad bitch
Bad bitch [?]
[Verse 2]
Sometimes I-, oh, fuck
Sometimes I be stressin' 'bout my placement in it
Face is tinted
Limit hit frequently, stressful innit?
Till I win it
Finish line on my waist, like ammunition
Vision that they missin' in the game
To much dissin', no mo kissin’
So go christen ’em with sounds with sounds up on the internet
Ain't in it yet
But bet I am when I hit start and finish that
Minish cap, linking up cause solo work diminish that
Diminish trap, same fucking synth and drums, go buy yourself a drum pack
Or steal a sample of YouTube, nobody buys music anyways
Y’all delay getting paid many ways, we livin' better on any day
Some people hate us and many may, but we spreading peace around every way
I wonder if X really meditate, selectively lovin' and spreadin' hate
Is he caring to much or too little? Who know
The point is he got out the boonies fasho
So respect a bro

[Outro]
To get it to its final form...
It’s pretty much just all how you look at it, y'know?