The Neighborhood

[Verse 1] Average kids middle class in Awe of their surroundings Around em' ferraris amongst various tar streets Stark desolate town meets Scoundrels in possession of ready amounts of ounces Delirious, starving most of time Life's oh so sublime, roller coasters supposed to rhyme Edgar poe prose, flow cold as dry ice Spit saliva smite the likes of silly niggas like Loki Lowkey blow me bitch, show me tits He stole things solely to oppose these niggas, no belief system Weed money women no, weed money wisdom Parents fairly aware that their kids barely adhere, and inquiries is constant Often as offin' niggas with vowels and consonants These how old broads is Wishin' for more melanin skin, relishin' necklaces Reckless and selfish men delvin' in To the depths of this trench, essentially sex, with a hellish grin  Smoking herbs in the 'burbs with no aspirations