[Produced by Indeni3l] [Verse 1] When I was a kid dreamed of doing it big Now I'm so sick, college ghost clique Burning wicks, smokin' till we're sick Bros legit kick it like karate Friday turn up getting naughty Robotting on a coffee table A friend group of fable Lore filled with all the nights that we k**ed So ill get NyQuil for a steal The white crime is real Like we're j**ish Gettin' bluish in the face From the Whippit intake So baked take the form of a cake Think about Finn and Jake japing About taking j**els new schools Gettin' handy like a tool Hot box like a sauna Bliss Like Nirvana Green like an Iguana Love my family like ohana Love the people like Obama Hug a llama List of problems f** the drama