[Verse]
From cornfields to concrete, Midwest the backdrop,
Chasing fireflies, now we chasing the top spot.
Eric, my cipher, my oracle, my lifeline,
Spitting wisdom sharper than a porcupine spine.
Through storms and sun, never fold, never thin,
Solid like the oak tree, deep roots within.
Moments shared, we the Midwest kinfolk,
Laughs hit harder than a good inside joke.
[Chorus]
Esoteric bonds, can't break, can't bend,
Through the thick, through the thin, my forever friend.
Talking, living life, no need to pretend,
Esoteric Eric, my ride 'til the end.
[Verse 2]
Late nights, we debate stars and old scars,
Dreams big as the cosmos, but we still ours.
From the struggle to the hustle, built a fortress,
Back then broke, now we diamond-studded forces.
Reminiscing over tracks, vinyl's spinning,
Midwest summers, no AC, just grinning.
Eric, the wisdom, I’m the wordsmith,
Two parts of a cipher, tight-knit, no myth.
[Bridge]
Through cornfields and crossroads, time we’ve spent,
Each moment a treasure, each second well spent.
Living life like it’s written in the margins,
Friendship evergreen, no seasons or pardons.