Ayyyyyy...it's a beautiful day in Madison, Wisconsin. I hope it's a beautiful day wherever you're at. Just...everything about me just feels...right...youknowwhatI'msayin'? Uh.

[Verse 1]
Nothing in the world could replace this grin.
Lady Fate's a gem. She every place I'm in.
Feel her breath on my face, how she grace the wind.
Same way that all of this luck grace my limbs.

So amazing, trim all my face and skin.
You could say any delay today's razor thin.
Everyone I'm hangin' with is next-of-kin.
Swimmin' in fresh linen. Livin' on this bed I'm in.

See, I just got lined up. Shouts to Mauricio.
Out the chair, beamin' like a tweener at a Beiber show.
So my stride longer, feelin' like a sly charmer.
Phone rings. Right caller. Talk while I smile for her.

Ain't tryna style on ya, but if I do, my bad.
See, I ain't budgin', jo. You just can't move my swag.
Listen...let me be fly for a second.
Wishin' I could bottle this vibe...supply it forever.

[Hook: Defcee and Christ B. (x2)]
How you feeliiiiiiin'? (I'm doin' fiiiiiine)
Where you been, jooooo? (I was on the griiiiiiind)
Still showin' looooove, all the time,
and I'm good now, cuz the night is mine.

[Verse 2]
I wanna recant the mumblin' rants
that I've uttered into subwoofers, mufflers, and amps
cuz when I was younger, I was tougher, buggin' a gnat,
gettin' on the last nerve of my uncles and aunts.

Cuz every family reunion, I had they sanity stewin',
kept calamity brewin', and got my vanity ruined.
Heard all they advice, and handled it stupid.
So now I listen while I'm sittin', grippin' a can of the brew, and

just witness as all they love movin'.
Texas Hold 'Em at night, it's twenty to one room, and
I don't bluff well. My cousins rough shells.
They took all my money and gave me a hug. Hell,

maybe Cal's at the lake with Kate
watchin' how a swollen star trades its weight in space.
I might go on a walk at my lazy pace.
If they eat while I'm gone, hope I'm saved a plate.

[Hook: Defcee and Christ B. (x2)]

[Verse 3]
Summer in the city, and we sittin' by the river.
Chillin' OUT the cipher, we some different kinda spitters.
Cuz the talk don't stop even when the raps do.
Lokos and Flamin' Hots. This dinner is bad news.

This is our youth. We got a few calendars
'til adulthood step out the shadow to challenge us.
I keep my balance up, juggle the here and now.
We a million miles from even bein' near a frown.

Buildings peering down, the sky gigglin'.
Lookin' clean AND Sheen. You know we tri-winnin' with it.
Not a bit of wicked, though we crack jokes.
Sniffin' the sweet wine scented in the Black smoke.

Every year is ours, clear and far the best yet.
Sly-dissin'. "Man, you trippin', homeboy, I'm well-pressed."
Too nerdy, always writin' a rap
as we smirkin' at existence and it's smilin' back.

Yeah.