i rep the bay // i hail from portland //
northern california // all the way to oregon
that's mornin stormin // psychotic rhyme topics like norman
coat hangin em up like home abortions

with no remorse and so put a cork in it
like my dick in a gorgeous bitch //
or a dam in the gorges // shit // where the salmon swim
i perform a grim snakehead fish fuckin up the ecosystem //

nemo's missin like your daughter turned twelve, ego's slippin
joined an emo clique and started finger lickin b-role minions //
she don't listen on a deepthroat mission like she's flippin nixon
breakin watergate now she’s keynote speakin at weekend retreats for children //

with children. that's why we rap it up //
emerge from mtv’s ashes with snapbacks and scruff //
and backpacks filled up // with spinach and blunts
blowin clouds for months like an el nino front

make it rain down the coast from alaska to chile
we astral project left brain like our cities
from the evergreen region specifically portland //
to the golden gates of frisco // i go schizo when

my mind aches like a migraine meditatin on my
migration but wallowin in the mire ain’t for miles
so i spiraled styles like my jean’s psychology
i’m a genie in a bottle leanin through a portal to infinity

but i ended up in portland where the trees are mortally green
not to distort the scene i don’t mean to depart from what i believe but it seems to me
it ain’t where you’re from or at, but what you bring with you
so i rock a blazers’ hat and a kick collection that includes

nikes on nikes and then some more nikes
to remind me of society’s evergreen psyche
where runnin turf is cold, but overseas labor is icy
i’m on a glacier in a white t glazin donuts with e until the cops can’t cite me

because i’m behind the scenes like puck so sprightly
lightin up at 503 nightly
but it’s not about my area, don’t stereotype me
i’m stereo typing cuz it’s simply sound that the mic bleeds

speakin ether through the speakers to manifest the west
wavin like mavericks you’re crashin with the best
503: the pacific north fresh //
415 (this is from the real side)

i’m on the precipice, settin precedents across america
got that presence from my home state of california
nobody is a foreigner, real recognize real
we recognize we the foundation past the floorboards

past the drinkin, activism, and the schism
since when rodney king and oscar grant had to
rest in peace, man, i respect the east
but bless the west coast i rep to death so

know that we some real og’s
with no apologies while we puff ecology
from humboldt county study girls’ biologies
leave em so starstruck like astrology, honestly

you couldn’t topple me ever
your magnitude’s lesser, earthquakes did better
cuz I'll rise from the rubble and strive through the struggle
some true west coasters: we die by the hustle