[Chorus: Abstract]

When you see me round, slopestyle with the ice

Was a pipe dream, I went vertical with the hype

It ain't personal when you see me livin' at this height

I could teach you how to do it

Art of Flight, Travis Rice, yeah

When you see me round, slopestyle with the ice

Was a pipe dream, I went vertical with the hype

It ain't personal when you see me livin' at this height

I could teach you how to do it

Art of Flight, Travis Rice, yeah

[Verse 1: Abstract]

Put that beat on loop like South Park, just to get the cash (Creek)

I don't want no ho back, I'm just passin' melodies

Used to skate through Rafter just so I could smoke a couple J's

PBR and Potters shoulda put me in a early grave (Yeah)

I got friends, I got enemies

Hard to know the difference when they both talk like they proud of me

Small-town talk will breed a whole lot of jealousy

We came from the same place, I was just built differently (I was just built differently)

Used to laugh, I was seventeen

Grinded like I'm Wallisch, now the flow is just as buttery

Bang on 'em like Casabon, I flip out like Danny Kass

Hall of fame, bars will break your ankles like the beat is Chad's

[Break]

My ankles are broke!

His ankles are broken!

[Chorus: Abstract]

When you see me round, slopestyle with the ice

Was a pipe dream, I went vertical with the hype

It ain't personal when you see me livin' at this height

I could teach you how to do it

Art of Flight, Travis Rice, yeah

When you see me round, slopestyle with the ice

Was a pipe dream, I went vertical with the hype

It ain't personal when you see me livin' at this height

I could teach you how to do it

Art of Flight, Travis Rice, yeah

[Verse 2: rickgrimes]

I'm at Amangani with a couple southern belles

On my plate, that ain't steak, that's some fuckin' wild elk

See these stars, they alignin' like Orion's Belt

Thank you God, thank you haters, thank you to myself

Bitch, I'm on

Bitches at the front desk actin' like they knew me (Ooh)

Head back to the room and it came with a jacuzzi (Yeah)

Five-six snow bunnies, pull up in a Subi (Skrrt)

Call me Curt Morgan, we about to make a movie (Yeah)

How you get that cold?

Pretty mama, back that thing up on me, that's that X Games mode

That body speak a different language like Rosetta Stone

She doin' things I never seen before

[Chorus: Abstract]

Yeah

When you see me round, slopestyle with the ice

Was a pipe dream, I went vertical with the hype

It ain't personal when you see me livin' at this height

I could teach you how to do it

Art of Flight, Travis Rice, yeah

When you see me round, slopestyle with the ice

Was a pipe dream, I went vertical with the hype

It ain't personal when you see me livin' at this height

I could teach you how to do it

Art of Flight, Travis Rice, yeah