[Verse 1: Sebba of the Mob]
The first born
Lyrical song, of the mob
You can hear the beat
It doesn't need no feat
If it's just you and me
Imma let you be
We're unstoppable!
And we're capable
Of making our own label
We're having fun
And money easy come
We made this beat
Hoping for a hit
We wrote the lyrics
And we rising like the phoenix!
Starting a new era
Driving Panamera
But we don't have a driving license
We call that Fiction, Science."
[Verse 2: Sebba of the Mob]
"Our future was darker than Future
But now's just sugar, no bitter, no pressure
We can roll like this the whole muthaf**in' day
The whole muthaf**in' year, from may to may
Some of you may
Not like this beat, nor my voice
But, it's a matter of choice
Some say i'm not lyrical, enough
I just sipped a pill for cough."
[Verse 3: Sebba of the Mob]
"It can go this way, too
Romantic, Netflix and chill
LSD, O's on the pill
Imagination, Hallucination
Defloration of the whole nation."
[Verse 4: Sebba of the Mob]
”But Woah! the beat comes back
And for this beat I signed a check
Drinking back to back
In the back of the bank
You can hear them ho-ho-hoes
n***a ain't no Santa Claus
This is the song of Aroma Mob
There are more to come."