[Verse 1:]
If this is your first time hearing this
You are about to experience, something so cold
Like woah, the flow is anemic, said that a dozen times
Can I get something new on my mind
They say you're running out of time, when you've just started
Whatever, I'm going in like Charles Barkley
I'm from the Chi, so I'm 'bout to do a Jordan number
These niggas R. Kelly'd, cause they girl want my number
I'm joking, let me defuse the situation
Before it turn into a altercation
No I'm not violent, I'm just ready, call it preperation
They said they make it rain, I don't see the pretation. I mean precipitation
I think that I'm the defecation and the definition
Where's the dictionary, cause my brain spontaneously combusted
The crowd going testacles, you would have thought I nutted
The envious is jealousy, but you know you love it

[Hook: x4]
I'm just concrete jungle surviving. I'm concrete jungle surviving

[Verse 2:]
The streets is flooded with the souls of the ones before
Try to ignore them, like a Jehova Witness at your door
Before, like I was 3, and they was 2 and 1
I'm over complicated like the dawn of the evening sun
What do you tell a orphan son, who gotta get a gun
That your his father's killer and you don't even get to run
Well time is calling you back, like you're his only child
Death is the daughter, Sleep is the cousin, the bitch Life is the sister, your all so young and wild
You make your own mother proud. Watch your mouth
You know the man is secretly watching, enjoying what he's seeing
I stick my middle finger up, for me who I'm being
Being, I'm not human, I'm from the fucking ocean
You spit my low grade, mines is more pure and potain
Potain, like that Chronic, that's on Snoop's dreams
The Chronicles of T.H.E.M., is that what you see

[Hook: x4]

[Breakdown:]
Now everyone from the 7-0-8. (Put em up! Put em up!)
Put your hands in the air, if you feel so great. (Put em up! Put em up!)
Throw your hands up, put your hands up high. (Uh!)
Man throw them to the consolation, that's super high

Everyone from the 7-7-3. (Put em up! Put em up!)
Put your hand in the air and come and ride with me. (Put em up! Put em up!)
Put your hands up, put your hands to the sky. (Uh!)
Man throw them to the constellation, HEY-HEY-HEY!

Everyone from the 3-1-2. (Put em up! Put em up!)
All the ladies and the fellas, go and grab your boo. (Put em up! Put em up!)
Put your hands up, put your hands to the sky. (Uh! Uh!)
Man throw them to the consolation, AYE!

[Outro:]
Ha! South Side!
One- One time for your mind!
Can't forget T dot. DA, whatup!
Oh! Oh!
And I'm just having fun with it man! I'm in the studio man, I'm drinking water man
Just- (laughing)
Uh! Sou- South Side! M- M-Town!
And don't think when I say fuc say Markham, I'm talking Adrianna's nigga. It's more to Markham than that shit
Oh I forgot one thing for I go...
Uh! Uh! Uh! Yeager!
And I'm gone!
You-C
Fonzie
The Black Peter Parker

[Skit #2:]
The Shaz Krew, we all formed in high school
I knew Larry from the neighborhood, but Dom moved in and was new
Then I met his uncle Ben
Xavier is or I thought at the moment was the brother of this girl who I was friends with
Me and Steve were both in the same classroom together, and we both learned how to make beats
I was more advanced and a year before him, but we were able to get it done
Dom graduated first, then me, Larry, and Ben, and X and Steve followed
They would always freestyle, but they didn't really write
After I dropped my mixtape, they knew I had studio connections so it was only natural that I joined
I hope you got a chance to hear the work back in August
I'm still searching tho... I'm just not sure for what...