[Verse 1: Airospace]

It's EXO shit, nigga, I be better off dead

Would find some time to roam the earth and torture reverends instead

I stay hot, my head's volcanic ash up the blunt

Put my Charizard in a pack, and my dad in a trunk

On the real, I cut my last 'cause she was asking too much

As if bein' a fresh nigga ain't demanding enough

I don't like shit, but outside 'cause the sole of my feet

So I walk with the sound of the ground, had me skating the beat

I been the best, text the secrets, it's pain to just keep

Like the five kids that got shot, or the eight for the week

In my city, you could die in the right place on the wrong street

Hard day where we don't eat, sharp blade and we don't sleep

Ho I'm dusty, so my records always playin' on repeat

My eyes crusty, I'm tired of niggas fakin' like they sleek

But son trust me, rope shibari, take it to the knees

Your girl suck me, and fuck me hard like we playing locally

(Say what)

[Chorus: Rav, Kill Bill: The Rapper, Airospace, Scuare]

Fuck what it is, man I'm chasing what it could be

Fuck what you think, I keep building up to something

Fuck what you feel homie, tell me where your hood be

It is what it is, not what it should be

Fuck what it is, man I'm chasing what it could be

Fuck what you think, I keep building up to something

Fuck what you feel homie, tell me where your hood be

It is what it is, not what it should be

[Verse 2: Kill Bill: The Rapper]

Catch me deep in the spot

Main vein missed, you gotta sleep in your clots

I think it's funny how these jits tryna cheapen the stock

I get a sense that you don't feel these floors creak when you walk

I hear it, I'm from the city where the sun died

Where they turn your dreams all crumb sized

In the hive with the one mind

Smoke a spliff to unwind

Just for the one time

Bomb like Swanton: Hardy Boy physics

Stay up out my shit, 'cause it is hardly your business

You a mark, you no different

No better. New friends that know better

New ends to meet, fuck this whole industry

Dig that hole in the street, what does it matter?

Throwed off this blunt, I'm fucked up off this shatter

Stock in the bowl, I like it right with the tamago

Planned out my day to hear the universe say, "Nah bro."

(Like nah bro)

[Verse 3: Scuare, Kill Bill: The Rapper, Rav]

Is the beat dope till I rhyme on it? (Nah bro)

Till I spend all my time on it? (Nah bro)

If I'm being honest, it's till the moment's gone

And I play it back, laugh what I just wrote it on

Feel like I'm drowning, I keep holding on

Don't need companions man, we ain't living woebegone

We ain't living at all, just, keep getting stuck, keep

Wishing the vision was easier than giving up when

Words don't cut no more, and thoughts don't come

It's easy to get lost and swerve into oncoming traffic

Get derailed, like "We failed.", but who's "we"? It's just me

I'm not living a real life, I've just been on vacation

Spinning 'round like it's real nice, I don't test shit, but patience

I got no legs to stand, I got enough sense to panic

I got hope and then abandon all, that's close enough to vanish

I got both a pile o' gold and enough shit to fill the planet

With the fruit of my labors, 'til it's fresh enough to can it, yuh

I guess I missed it, 'cause I don't ever listen

But it's not nuclear fission, I'm fishing for some intentions

That are inching off in the distance, don't mention Moss in a sentence

Could tip the odds in an instant, and send me launching an endless

Attempt to offer solutions, but who should go on and do shit

It's not me, I got delusions, I'm free, it's not the truth

That I see, I got some proof that I peaked

I've been dehumanizing

But I gotta do what I think

Will improve the mood of my dream

[Chorus: Rav, Kill Bill: The Rapper, Airospace, Scuare]

Fuck what it is, man I'm chasing what it could be

Fuck what you think, I keep building up to something

Fuck what you feel homie, tell me where your hood be

It is what it is, not what it should be

Fuck what it is, man I'm chasing what it could be

Fuck what you think, I keep building up to something

Fuck what you feel homie, tell me where your hood be

It is what it is, not what it should be

(RAAAVV!)

[Verse 4: Rav]

You and I were like the petals of a lotus

Floating through space and time on a carousel of emotions

I pointed to the stars, pursued an exospheric opus

While you fell into a thought pattern of parasitic motions

My heart forbid pity

Yours harbored shit feelings

No doubt rooted in pain and awkward misgivings

But I had to push through in this cardboard grid city and carve my own path

Regardless if it's pretty, or not

Matter fact, I still feel livid a lot

Cause not every step's a part of a deliberate plot

And not every hand I shake thereafter lives to unlock something better for me

Nor correct an error for me, then reward me

I burned my house down, and now I'm terraforming

I’m metamorphic

New decisions enter my orbit every morning

Our time as friends?

We never spent it poorly

We simply spent it

Now it’s something to remember only

I give regards to all my ominous friends

Maybe one day we will see our roads crossing again

Sometimes I blame myself for all the prospects lost in the wind

I suck the oxygen out

I bring the toxic shit in

But I done broke up out the box with a pen, and kept on pushing

It ain't my fault that you chose to never really ever do shit

I don't know

Maybe you did

You just dipped and never said shit

Maybe that's what caused the rift

Or the shift in my perception

I admit, I've no longer any interest in repairing bridges

That's why most of these days I'm celebrating independence

There aren't enough hours in the day for mourning friendships, nor repentance

That's why I now choose to ignore my mentions

It's been too long

You probably asking yourself, “What I do wrong?”

But the truth's always steeped in nuance

Our road hit a fork, it's best we move on; exo