(Pope Francis bless this beat...)

[Verse 1]

Why not be original?

A lot do the same thing

Bankroll off the hit

The same shit they all sing

Don’t you think

It’s starting to get stagnant?

I’m sure the game

Doesn’t practice entrapment

Imitation may be considered

As a form of flattery

I’m taking down the rest

So charge me with battery

Battering ram to your door

I’m here once again

Let me fill you in on the secret

To my master plan

Chillwave in my blood

Staring at fires

Zoning out by the car

Building empires

I could feel like this

Almost everyday

But the frequent roadblocks

Are getting in my way

I’m chasing after my dreams

You already know it

Ask me in a year

I’m not afraid to show it

These stars guide me

All across the galaxy

Just a few more months

And baby I'll be free

[Hook]

Crashing through your speakers

You're rattled to the core

When you think it's over

I'll be back for more

Nobody will be ready

For these rogue tidal waves

Broadcasting my sound

Taking over airwaves

[Verse 2]

Infidelity?

No, I'm fucking high fidelity

Like the vinyl through

Your speakers, that amazing clarity

Watching me in 4K

I'm coming at you live

You say you're interested

But you won't take the drive

So I'll stand here

And I’ll do my own thing

Pumping out these songs

For all your friends to sing

I got you better than the way

You got me baby

Don't try to fuck me over

And expect it to be easy

Please, savagery

Shout it to the sea

I came into some money

And now you notice me

I don’t play the petty shit

Come as you are

Take ten from the beach

For a drink at the bar

Fresh out the studio

Lit cigar on the stoop

Looking off into the street

Got stuck in the mental loop

My mind has gone rogue

Writing everything down

I don’t want to hear a word

So sit down, ya clown