Trip Interlude
[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!"