(Hook x2)
First place in the race, hand raised with the torch
Get the paper? You dont get the paper from the porch
I used to get my flavors from my neighbors to the north
Now Cali runs the valley Henceforth...

(verse 1 Taskrok)

Linus with the bumpin track
Let me get another pack
Blowing on the budder
So you know the motherfuckers back
My crew is gifted and we lifted like a hovercraft
Lumberjacks, coming for your trees and we run it back
All my friends creating gold from a bunch of scraps
We set the trends, break the mold, then we run it back
People thanking me for showing them the way to go
Like "way to go, BHO made it on the radio!"
Give me a dabber and a skillet or nail
Or a mic cause im a rapper who can kill it as well
Entrepreneur man building the wealth
Iller than delph, so cool I only chill with myself
So if you wallowing I would bet
Its prolly cause you wanna be following my footsteps
If youre a fan then its likely youre a pioneer
You can look back on this day and say "I was here"

(Hook x2)


(verse 2 Phil Maggio)
Yeah
I been dabbing a short time
And before that all my cash went to court fines
We stay dabbing like my manager snorts lines
No need to dope the kid, coke can vanish in short time
Same goes for the butane hash buddy
My dealer has all my cash when I have money
We never stay sober, every day tokers
That are heavyweights, been vaping many days over
But I'll still hit that skinny J rolled up
Not afraid to admit I'll hit the roach so what?
Until I be dead, I'll be a weed head
Makes me feel better when Im feeling de-pressed
The sweet cess ease every stress
As a kid I hit weed at recess
But I'm still a genius never the less
Still it e-fects the speed of my reflexes
I'm still...

(Hook)