[Intro: Sevark]

Blow this, uh

Blow this, uh

Blow this, blow this, blow this (Hey)

[Chorus: Sevark]

Come, let’s blow this popsicle stand

Don’t be askin’ what I got in my hand

It’s bands, yeah, chronological grands

Makin’ songs on the beach, that’s a tropical plan, uh

Layin’ in the summer, that’s a tropical tan

Got a castle near the water, that’s some tropical sand

Man, if you don’t understand

Well, then just follow the chronicles man, damn

[Verse 1: Prism]

('Sup trick, it’s me)

Probably wonderin' “man, how’d you come into the world?"

"How you the person that you are today?” (Woo)

I’m Prism, baby, you don’t know me

In "I’m You" I was put on display, said that day was my day

I was born from a mirror, and that guy was gray

Wanna play? Let’s play

I’m that guy tryna reach my goal, I’m gettin' close

I'm on my way, I will never fade away (Away)

When I rap I gotta sway, I got soul, I’m gonna be on Broadway

Popsicle meltin', guess I was too hot

Take a lick, oh yeah, popsicles hit the spot (Hey)

[Chorus: Sevark]

Come, let’s blow this popsicle stand

Don’t be askin’ what I got in my hand

It’s bands, yeah, chronological grands

Makin’ songs on the beach, that’s a tropical plan, uh

Layin’ in the summer in some tropical sand

Got a castle near the water, that’s some tropical sand

Man, if you don’t understand

Well, then just follow the chronicles man, damn

[Verse 2: Sevark]

If I didn’t make it, it wasn’t meant to be

‘Cause to be the shit and still sick seems contradictory

Still gave it a shot, turned to victory

So I kept and kept goin’, then the rest is history

You ain’t ever gettin’ in the way though

Need this dough like it was Play-Doh (Woo)

Yeah, you makin’ more, I’m makin’ way more

You sat in the back like Waymo

I’m the map, where’s Diego?

‘Cause if you tryna cross, I’ma say "no"

And if it turn to action, you’ll be given halos

You ain’t gotta worry about your clique, homie, they know

So what you doin’? How will you follow the wave, huh?

A clean road is somethin’ I wouldn’t pave, uh

Goin’ the wrong way is what I do crave

Didn’t see the name backwards? Better behave

[Chorus: Sevark]

Come, let’s blow this popsicle stand

Don’t be askin’ what I got in my hand

It’s bands, yeah, chronological grands

Makin’ songs on the beach, that’s a tropical plan, uh

Layin’ in the summer, that’s a tropical tan

Got a castle near the water, that’s some tropical sand

Man, if you don’t understand

Well, then just follow the chronicles man, damn