[Skit]

"Yo! Yo that shit was tuff!"

"What's good bruh, thanks man! I'm tired as shit after that one bruh"

"Yo, you tryna pop one? You can spit something too"

"Fuck it bruh, honestly?"

[Verse 1]

Start to rhyme when citin' skies

And hopes are up with space and time

I fuck with shine when making mine

Enough to get the lighter lime

And keep it fine when clearin' minds

Thoughts are down like thirsty dimes

And always lookin', clearer signs, waitin' for the chance to rise

Finesse it quick, snatch it up with chopping sticks

But just the tip, when fucking with the other clique

It's fucking sick, the fact I've got another trip

Another trick, to get to crackin' glowin' sticks

I'm always at it, living up to the name

Sippin' on Pellegrino and fingers up to shame

Trippin' it up so we know, I'm always workin' the game

And I'm out here tryna beat it, I haven't got to the fame, nigga

Eatin' up some ramen, layin' back in my car

Chillin' with the squad and always spittin' some bars

I stay fucking round, but Imma write it down

And get a beat so I could fully represent my sound

Most important my mindset

Imma keep it flowin' when its tough know the mind sweat

But Imma keep it goin' if it's worth all the time spent

And keep it up showin' all these doubts that I'm Clark Kent with this shit

It's like the deeper I think, the deeper I fuckin' sink

I'm trippin' like in a blink, girl I'm thinking I need a drink, uh

Fuck with shawty, make her mine, I know it's a waste of time

Maybe I can change her mind, whoa

[Outro Skit]

"Yo, this nigga's out!"