[Verse 1: Bones] At the top of Topanga Looking down on you We don't f**ing know you There's not a thing that we owe you New blade, new metal Blackwood on the gloss still handle[?] SESH written on the sign Welcome to the land of the rhymes House made with our own two hands When you see it's a whole new land Snakes sleep in the dirt Talk down you can sleep in a hearse Fresh green, pink roses Bees buzzing as I'm backwood rolling All natural, when I'm smoking All natural, when I'm flowing Everything homemade From the drank to the fruit that we eat So close to the sun Wake up then I bloom Rocks underneath my feet Mud slide when it rain Everything that we dream Every plan that was made Right now all falling into place It ain't fake cause we made it that way Fresh lemonade smoking in the shade Team SESH till' the end of days Once you come to the trap There ain't no turning back Microphone lotta d** in the mattress Alcohol and some subwoofer's blastin' I don't rap I make magic SESH