[Verse 1: Vic Spencer]
I’m on another wave, your surfboard is not needed
For a hundred days, cut carve in a hunter blade
Cut your knees trying to leave from the ice-capade
Gonna have a bad night today, tomorrow is not promised
I’m honored by many of the living, different between
You and I is I live in the kitchen, no apron, go skating
No flirting with that hoe satan, the disrespect was so blatant
I know cases that wasn’t beaten, I’m eating qeusadillas
With your bitch, buy villainous weed and
Rappers threw a lot of dicks, and then go out
Promote vegan, every chance I get I contemplate leaving
Evil last beast be pulling me back, and the well-known
Villain sent the new plan of attack, blamming on the side
Of your hat, your thoughts laying on the sulfur
Stop killing rappers to play with the chocha

[Verse 2: Chris Crack]
My bars glittered like golden gates
Can’t remember the last time I sold a eighth
It’s over better in this hell hole, I break tailbones
Feds listen on my cellphone, man fuck you n***as
I want to see if I’m dedicated, meditational tied
Desegregation, I need better patience to serve patients
I’m wordplaying hurt faces on several stations
Whole building I’m renovating, I masturbated
To all my female friends pics, even the ugly ones
That I penetrated, forks up at all dinner placements
Is I’m holding court, and now she yelling “hey now”
Ocean salty ‘cause the land never wave back
Making money off paid apps and you n***as
Just pumped up off fake raps, man I hate that