[Produced by The Architect]

[Intro: Erick Arc Elliott + sample]
Yeah... yeah
Before the tours, uh!
Yeah
("Lemme hit that weed.")

[Verse 1: Erick Arc Elliott]
Before the tours have filled the calendar
I was in Brooklyn, smokin' Cali bud
And I accepted rap, eyes red from that
5 AM flights, eyes red from that
Mr. wouldn't cop the white one if it came in black
Frequent 30 cities while you're witnessin' my chicken scratch
Type of shallow nigga, fuck and give your lady back
Constructed in the lab, Flatbush where they raised me at
Now I lost some friends, but fuck it we don't need 'em
We barely friends before and we don't talk for different reasons
Mom's all sad, pops gon' snap
Make some difference in this world before your mind goes black
How can a nigga do his homework when his mom's on crack?
How can I produce a record that be equal to that?
Every time I play some new shit, I'm just thinking it's whack
My motivation for the youth is how we bringin' it back
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