[Intuition] The compound used to be on hope ave Idiots and instruments filled the whole pad Making music aimlessly claiming there's no plan But secretly getting famous makin our own fans Sandwiched in between a school and a highway A bum named cj was livin in the driveway When nocan visited to make that impatient He sh**ted in the sink of our regular gas station Thunderhut and the service would come to kick it Our landlord's brother almost stabbed us in the kitchen And sp and rob stole some food to have a picnic And we bbq'd and argue'd over who would do the dishes We'd have like 10 rappers steady crashin on the floor If i had another chance i'd go back again for more It was all innocent next to how we live now But i had to tell those vagrant motherf**ers get ouuuut