[Verse 1: Supa Bwe] I grew up out west, Lockwood, Chicago Ave They used to beat my a** ’til I started fighting back Moved to OP, I was OC, Mowgli Grew up with gorillas and some snakes, n***as phonies Bad a** n***a, throwin’ trash yellin’ Kobe If you go Curry, I’ma go Ginobli Tear drops float over me, hope my ex get over me I witnessed the older me die in that d**h match Why are we drones, so alive in this gridlock Bad b**h wedlock, used to make her bed rock Rock bottom, can’t get up, like a headshot Head strong but dead wrong like a landlocked dreadnaught Dread not shawty, uh, why play bad cop? It’s too many bad cops, it’s too many damn ops Fufu n***a stand down, don’t make JuJu stand up Do you like some dandruff, dust you with these hands bruh Shawty bad as f**, what I think she a dancer I think she a cancer But I’ma moon lander Move like a caveman, down comes the spaceman Make way, make space man Down comes the spaceman Make way, make space man Down comes the spaceman Make way, make space man Down comes the spaceman Make way, make space man Down comes the spaceman I’m so spaced agent [Verse 2: Saba] I grew up Austin Ave where they used to beat my a**, yeah Started fighting back but I still got my a** whooped Blood on the curb where I learned to use my words And now the whole block tote Glocks like the purge I knew I ain’t belong so I started writing songs I was looking for a home like Kanye on Cottage Grove I was lowkey, undercover like I caught a cold Still mopey, sad as f**, in search of pot of gold That pot turned to dollars, then dollars turned into adios Before the flight talk to grandma, she know where I be goin’ To the moon and then back and I haven’t packed all my bags But I plan to land and then put my foot down and then put the flag in Beauty around like a pageant since I found what I was pa**ionate ’bout Family adament ’bout my cap and a gown I can imagine it now, how happy they sound If I were to get a masters or at least a bachelor out, down