[verse 1]

Poet gang playin' cards, stoic brain, baby bard
Singing old sailor songs, thinkin’ "oh", favors are
Gettin' sold, payment large, money tight, cadence, bars
Music, beats, sacred jars, jelly burst
I was once a secret character with belly hurt
And now I'm legacy content with a Betty shirt
Boop, 2-on-2, checked bags through on through
Saw the world, the key was a couple buttons
It was clear I’m onto somethin'
Familiarity on both coasts, so stoked bro
Clip it, clippings of different posters, calling it simply showster
Stars in my eyes I'm Joestar, steez bomb farm to table
Label prob was clean songs from Kenny's beat box

Ruby yacht team slots, rhythm poet gang playing cards
Dеsert-bound, favorite bar, comin' from, savin' ours
Eatin' good, capers largе, travel world, see the stars
From a couple turns of it the team a chance to work a tinge

The climate of the iris flipped, saw him on the street said
Fuck the optics, kid! it's obvious, from pistol to the missile
Shootin’ off the hits ’cause aim is great
I'm in the strangest state, main’s a ace
I messaged every single paper date
Crew wakes and vapes an eighth and walks into my favorite place with sandwiches on takeaway
In the street, dark is night, but we're the lamp and shade Everyone gon' see me dancin' while the camera fades
Another album, pave the way
Just about a decade ago, the plot doubled up
My thought bubble sharing a mold and silicone dreams
Collude to keep the old scheme, add up totality
Gained another level, but exhausted from the battling
But I have won, won, one or two, two battles before
(yo, shit, yeah) when it was all done
Reclaimed my Psyduck days to prime relay
And now I’m walkin' out the door (unh)
And I could see it on the street, dog! I could see it in the
Way that I was standing there and draggin' my feet with the
Marks that it had made, pause and imprint
Every day of memory upon the beat (yeah)
With the poet gang playing cards, covert name Jason Bourne
Cunning tongue, statements hard, frequent growth, game is sparse
Gem cracked navel shards, used together from the start
Notifying pretty art of course it flips
The entire pic will distort when you force it, kid!
I'm on the train keeping quiet, taking courses with or oysterin'
Yo shucks, it's the Rum Tum Flubbermouth
Saw it all happen but said none 'cause it was som'in' else
I'm willing to lie to catch this guy me my couch
With a high score of a hundred, ouch! How am I gonna beat that?
I'll go and stack my grief stack, complete this other sidequest
I ain't got time to do both, neither resign rest
Retaliation I design jest, whimsy specialist sesh
Flimsy petulance dread, either way the game's on
It lives at me, it lives at me, it lives at me
It lives at me, it lives at me, and so I play on