[Verse 1] Mic in one hand, surfboard lean, Spit clean truth, stay fresh, stay green. Boom-bap beat with a coconut tone, Freestyle life from a lava stone. [Hook] Barefoot bars, no suit, no chain, Flow so chill it forgets the pain. Every rhyme born under sky so wide, Old-school heart with an island stride. [Bridge] Vinyl crackle in the palm trees sway, That’s hip-hop talkin’ in a Jack-style way.
