Qil:
Clearly it's serious
Delirium here we come with a potent dose of lyrical bacterium
Are we really hearin' em or are we just feelin wearisome
Cause everyone is spitting their freshest pieces of irium
The people want some helium,
Heely's to spill the beans and lead us to Sealy's
Mounted on the ceilings of our dreams
Taught to believe if Ye asks then Ye shall receive
But what happens to the crowd who's doused in dollar jeans?
Puh-lease we need some inspiration
For better vocations,
The veterans of letter spins gotta
Show us the way in
Open some doors conjured for testing more of our patience
Waiting and pacing acres for labors that leave em aching
Spending time in the mir, shining my motivation
While grinding and signing papers for later living arrangements
But if you got a mind for finding a revelation
Just reach into the starless sky and take it

Sterling:
I take a deep breath, the inspiration settles in
then i I go in, pad and pen,
cradling my madaness,
my bad cause this, is not me and the distance is
my hobby, im probably a copy
of somebody who was is not me
i paint a picture so vivid
what did he dream at night
while killas go scheme at night
all i do is breathe and write
hip-hop aint dead
it just needed a rest stop
so me in q go in, and we begin
with the fresh, best top
of the dome flow did you notice
we flyer then all the lotus
silver rhymes is the old,
make hits so potent and golden
and if i get the chance, to be a senior citizen
i don’t want to wish for past love and being a kid again
so every moment, i live it like its my last
feet up seat up, shades beaming dreaming on the grass
my inspiration is the human experience
rhymes leave em delirious, undefined no need for merriam
just cherish em

Qube:
Duns hold up let me bury em
Out back with all the dreams that I wish were there again
Lost in translation since adolescence I’m scared of them
Begging banging on the inside of the terrarium
The world is mortal from portal windows in my plane crash
Some sit in first but I'm stuck in the insane class
Hounded by my dreams and get to hating where they're made at
Right inside my mind where every other thoughts a brain blast
I pray that, I feel alive when I spit it, in time to the rhythm
know my lies are forgiven
In my tithe it is written, when I finna get to living
Know that I can steal a breath my future is permitted
and I’m a little crazy too, my brother
But Imma have your back lets get the others to recover
I stutter, but mutter out this letter from your copy
Peak across the aisle we’re together man, I got me