[Intro: Jeffrey]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh
Ah-ah-ah
Uh-huh

[Verse 1: Jeffrey]
Once again, I’m back ma
They can never hold your son down
The album's gonna drop like the sun now
Spittin' like gun rounds and catching strays
In and out the studio couple days
Mask off man, please stay away
My flow [?] mixed with [?]
Motherfuckers think I took a summer off
Man, you hear me and Teddy, you must be buggin', dog
We can't lie
I spend [?] thrive
Um I live and die by my boom-bap drums
[?] like here that boy comes
[?] a pretty senorita sipping on Coca-Cola products
When the lights dim she reach into my pockets
[?] you know I got this
I always keep a baddie, shout to Pеter Parker
Swingin' through thesе boroughs [?]
Look at my life, I know the change gon' come
Better than what? Hmm, you can't name one
[Verse 2: Asher Roth]
This joint make me wanna take Jill Scott out on a picnic
Not hot out, perfect temp rather on a Saturday
Scattered plates, charcuterie, goose liver
Oof, is that rude or true that it boosts vigor, Smooth
Let's get closer than Pooh and Tigger
But if Pooh was a masseuse and Tigger was brown liquor
Aww shoot
I don't need no interlude or an interview
But it's true rap is simple beaut
I am someone you can't introduce, not a who's who kinda dude
If you choose to, use a couple clues
Like [?] extravagant as a magician
Rap’s not only talent, it’s to balance worlds malice with compassion
Ash is more a soup than a salad
Elaborate your pallet with a prince among invalids
My style be devoured and power could run for parliament
They'd rather watch stars in armchairs out in Oregon
Part of it is knowing that you're only just a part of it
Tarnish it by thinking when that's really all that started it
Hard to get, like if Jeffrey was Peter Parker
And I'm laying in the park with Miss Scott, it's getting darker
And we watch the sunset off the art museum steps
And Spiderman swings down from building of Comcast
And I'm like "You see that?" Jill Scott says "Yes"
And then starts to undress but then Jeffrey says...
[Verse 3: Jeffrey]
Uh, come on, Ash, I need your focus
Now my spidey-sense is poking
I'm a Peter Parker in a pizza parlor flipping dough
Mary Jane is acting loco, both of these girls is wilding
I just wanna kick my raps and wear my Vans, it ain't no problem dog
And I'm hype as all hell
But the life I'm gon' live will be the life I'm gon' tell
May as well be a superhero, I ain't dumb
Better than what? You can't name one