[Lyric] SANDLOT (Monti Cristo)

[Intro]
Ahh!
Aye, it's for the one time (One time, sir)
Let's get it

[Verse]
Juice sippin', scared kids in the sandlot
Fidget when they hear my pen scribblin', I jot
Two sentences, I play my fouls flagrant, take the charge
Bouta juke 'em like a ghost note in a song
And no, I ain't a bitch, grew up outta spit and sawdust
Pocket change, lost a couple pennies in the washer
Layin' by the windowsill, superstitious armor
Generations cursed, surname in every hearse
Whether military, medical, or botched Jesus verses
It's all counter-clockwise, triggered in reverse
So no matter where we movin', everybody be dispersed
But we still feel the claws of a crab chasin' first place
Conscience exhausted (Aye)
Dead it like a ghost in the past tryna haunt me (Uh)
Ebenezer Scrooge, but devolved and obnoxious
Tearin' at the plot holes, breakin' the promise
I'm gone