[Verse 1 - Boy Pierce]

Rocking Value City windbreakers in the fifth grade

And Parka jackets, awkward habits, Super Soakers, losing focus

Short shorts in gym classes, dork, dork with thick glasses

Patch over eyeball, I'm nervous the guys call me doofus

Some rude kids, I like rap and loose kicks

The heel broke, my wheel spokes, they ride well, I feel

Hope the TV is open, my grandpop is smoking

Video game broken, I'll make it, here's hoping

[Verse 2 - Sir Kn8]

Hoping my essence be blossoming fresh and free —

God is within me, the Goddess is next to me

Part of me opens my heart up like sesame

Part of me parties on speed, dope, and ecstasy

Pressure I feel on the finite thing me

Being merely a shift in the infinite sea

Of my particles, barnacles, gripped to the beach —

Sheesh! infinity’s symbol is he

Yes it's me present and within its reach

Emptiness endless embraces us each

Stay in the moment, it’s as ripe as a peach

Under the stars. Star Bellied Sneetch

Speech wrought incredibly well

Screech, holler, give out a yell

Screech, halt, entrance of hell

Screech on Saved by the Bell

[Verse 3 - Boy Pierce and Sir Kn8]

BP: Notebook with no hook with Sir Kn8

The words break your backbone I'm back home

No lack throne, no whack tone

Backyard barbecue with party fools will start at noon

Depart at two and jump in pool and bump a tune

Drink punch and groove, ooh

SK: Ooh, ah, inspiring awe

Machine on the mic, nah mean? I'm a claw

Easy on the mic, rock it calm, like “ahhh”

Mean on the mic; my mic my call

Michael Jordan. Bulls. Bullwhip

Bullshit, party, party, bullshit

Pilot. Paint it. Write. Balzac

Ballin’. All in. Hangin’. Ballsack

BP: All That, Keenan, stall that dreaming

Make it real, one take you kill

Your reservations, circle bases

Urkel's face on Trapper pages

SK:

Rapt my gaze is; I behold it all

A free soul that falls like a leaf in a squall

I used to roll reefer while squeezed in a stall

In secret, sneak it, and leave for the mall

BP: Leap off a wall repeating The Wall

And Dark Side of the Moon tunes

SK:

Boom, dude! The truth is so clear

I'm Comfortably Numb. I Wish You Were Here

BP: Sipping a beer, listen and cheer

SK:

The essence is stitched amidst that which appears

Tight as a stitch, I flow like a tear

BP: Right in my niche, I go without fear