[Skit]

Pikwaar: Ayyy you tripping bro. Ahahhaha

Rih: I can’t even lie, bro. I’m tripping bro.(Laughs) hahahaha. I’m trippin

Pikwaar: Aiight, aiight, so let me get back to my story. Aiight so boom. So me and my homie canoeing to Catalina to trade with the island tribe right? I got some soapstone, some bear skins. Bro you know it used to be…uhhh…what yall call them, Manatees on the coast bro, for real. Man, tell me why. After ol’ girl broke up with my homie, he see a manatee and start crying, bro. Talkin' 'bout, “everything reminds me of her”

Rih: ( Nods and agrees intermittently throughout Pikwaar’s story. She laughs hysterically at the end of it.)

Pikwaar: Bro I almost tipped the mothafucking canoe over. Dawg, droppеd all my soapstone

Pikwaar: Listen, I know yall gotta get outta hеre. But yall cool peoples. I’ll talk to the Shaman right quick and see if he can fix this whole apocalypse situation

M: Wait, really? I thought you couldn’t control the gods?

Pikwaar: Nahhhh, but we can talk to him. Don’t worry. Ain’t shit happened since yall got here. Like I said, we’re not bound by time. We’ve been in like limbo, or whatever. Figured yall would want to eat and chill and get high. MTV, welcome to my crib. Haha, anyway. The point is, I know yall love LA. But please remember who was here first. Touch some grass. Don’t worry, white folks gon get what’s coming to them

H: See I knew he would blame white people

Pikwaar: As I should. I’mma send yall back up. Here are some harpoons and some bows and arrows. Oh, and a few dracos and some Smith and Wessons. Fuck ICE. I wish they had these a thousand years ago. Power to the people and all that. Yo Shaman, everything good?

Shaman: (Appears out of thin air): Yeah we straight

Pikwaar: Damn yall scary as hell. Hahahah. Oh my god. Aiight yall. So we can’t undo the earthquake, but the solar flare was a bit much so we got rid of that. Ya’ll gon have to do the work to rebuild. But don’t worry, nobody dead or anything. Remember who you are and where this all came from, or bro will strike his wrath for real next time. Come back down whenever yall want. Ya’ll know how to get here. Clearly

M: Thank you Pikwaar

Rih: Yes, thank you so much

Pikwaar: Ain’t no thing ya'll. And AJ…stop being a simp my guy. Fr

M: I tell him that all the time

Pikwaar: Aiight… Peace!

H: C’mon, yall let’s get to work

Rih: I can’t even lie to you bro. I’m still high as shit

M: Bro this album long as shit bro. You think you mf Spike Lee, nigga? Damn, long ass album. Writing movies and novels and shit. Damn. Long as hell. People ain’t got time for all this

H: I’m sick of yo trifling ass. Eat a dick nigga

M: Rude