[Verse 1: Austin Rapbaum]

People saying Austin

Is lost in his thoughts often

I saw him caught in a coffin

The boss is off and he’s costing

All the sauce in the office, off him

In reality I don’t think we’ve connected

I’m just doing different things than what was expected

You reject it, I’m feeling disrespected

Check this, how I know the next step is fore you get it

Forget it

(wait where did he go?)

Moving on as requested

I’ve invested all this time into sessions

These thoughts manifested where my chest is

So before you skeptics keep on guessin

What my intellect is you should test it

I bet it’s better than the rest is

You could use it is as a reference for that next shit

[Hook: Austin Rapbaum]

A veteran

And I just came in the game

All of y’all best know my name

It’s Rapbaum

Ask ya dads’ mom

That’s right ya grand mom knows

I be going in way above ya flows

That means my boats afloat

But yours overflowed, ye so soaked

[Verse 2: Austin Rapbaum]

I Got grind like a mother fucking Dremel

And I’m never gonna settle

With a second on the metal

Why you counting petals

Like is the game in love with me

That bitch saying please don’t smother me

You too cuddly she want another D

If you ballin then why you such a scrub on beats

You just a sub to me not in the huddle B

Every time you get the beat you be fumbling

I’m the quarter back when I rap

Warren sap on the track

Running back run it back

I did that, just in fact

Uno take, that’s a lap

Sumo weight, that is fat

You no great, that ain’t sad

Pluto’s place, that is last

And I’m chillin at the top spot

People called when I got hot

Said I could not stop

Like don’t you flop Spok

Told em once the shot’s sought

It’s on lock

[Shortened Hook: Austin Rapbaum]

A veteran

And I just came in the game

All of y’all best know my name

It’s Rapbaum

Ask ya dads mom

And That’s Jon Deaux

[Verse 3: Jon Deaux]

Wait

How’d we get back on the interstate

How to get lost shake your thoughts let me demonstrate

If you’re losing weight just focus on dessert plates

When you get cake make it stretch between birthdays

Worst-case scenario, hoes get thirsty

Niggas ain’t ya niggas, but they paint the picture

To ball like Jim Jones till they taint the liquor

Then find us in a mansion matching in the latest fashion

You dead but you dashing, said they sad but they laughing

The news said it happened somewhere in the southern Hamptons

Cramped in the space like where mind vacates

But somebody still laughing and the blunt in front your face, wait

Cramped in the space bruh where hot box take place

Sound like pop rocks when puffed

So this pot must be laced

It’s really real happening and you stuck behind the fade

Right now is a razor keep your thoughts in front the blade

Jon Deaux