[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."