Verse one performed by Switch

I walked into the mall today, ended up skipping some work
I talked but didn’t call to say, so I’m kicking up some dirt
I rocked out to some K.flay, and reaping my switch t-shirt
Turning into an okay day, I take a seat and observe
Watching all these fucking zombies, cattle weak all with no nerve
Mc Donald's fills up there tummies, and debt fills up there wallets
There’s so much bills fucking dummies, Only way that I call it
anyways I’m bored of them all, heading home but I stall it
Nintendo with some Mario cart , sixty four and some smash bros
Roll it up and we get that spark, tipsy but I still smash those
I’m a Nineteen-nineties baby, And I watch the same shows
Dragon ball z and Barney yo, Just turned on that radio
But the shit all sounds the same, But I couldn’t change it though
Give me TPS or childish Gambino, K.flay or maybe some snow
My itunes doesn’t look like yours, mine isn’t for the dance floors
I’m just a simple fucking dude, Now I’ll let Notebook kill it

-Hook performed by Notebook-

because you're not like me
and I don't really give a fuck if you don't like me, bitch
I pray that you just won't try me, shit,
spotlight's on you, no hiding
I'm so fly and you know why
it's nothing...

-Verse two performed by Notebook-

bragging rights; crack the sky in half
laughing, looking through a magnifying glass
everybody's like a pack of dying ants
mastermind, they can't confine or strap him down to the planet
no audacity in 'em, dimmer than blackouts in abandoned
cities; "god damn, you're kidding."
no, I just won't let 'em drag me into the quick-sand, you feel me?
hands are filthy; a king's got to do what he has to live free
on top, non-stop
while the people far below just follow code and hard-knock
I chill with the feet up, up; so real that I seem stuck
in a limbo, black widow raveling webs on the buildings, trapping them still like the lock got
bolted shut; they know what's up
too many idiotic clones, I rope 'em up
I'm in it, good riddens to anyone
thinking to live to the limit I set, but the bar is too high
infinite, Em's spirit is in it
competition is ended, possessing my skin & my flesh
not your regular message
'cause you'll never forget it
but you'll get lost in it, that's that new perogative
don't be so condescending, take a breath; stop it, kid
I am what you ought to be; audible role-modelling
drop the cool; follow me where the gods won't pull you by a string

-Hook-