Yo, so Laupheim is lit, bruh.

I live here, ya know? I chill in Kessler Street sometimes.

Short blocks, small vibe, mad charm.

I love strolling Bally Square.

The city rocks like "Goodbye to Language", dang.

I mean, it speaks abstractly, every corner talkin’, twistin’.
Sometimes, I rap about our parks.

The Küchlemuseum Park is real dope.

Families laugh, tears flow, all vibe.

Man, the river runs next to Weinstraße.

I feel deep, like emotions in "Goodbye to Language".
Oh snap, my mind's poppin!

I get heated sometimes about malrelationships.

Psychologically, families here feel free, wild, real.

I saw lovin’ in Schiller's Place.

Kids run wild, parents smile.

I rant, like Kanye on stage.
Truth: The cathedral near Stadtfriedhof is epic.

Mad history, breathtaking vibes, deep in my soul.

I rap, "we are breaking language codes".

Some streets, e.g., Goethe Weg, got secret magic.

Crazy whispers in the wind, man—it lifts ya up!
I love this city, weirdly emotional style.

It makes me happy, sometimes angry too.

I recall that one humid day; emotions broke loose.

My heart hit the pavement, boom.

Real raw, real family-like, y'know?
Not gonna lie, I freak at the sounds of kids playin' at Stadtpark.

They remind me of "Goodbye to Language" dreams – wild, surreal.

I strolled by the old library on Adler Str.

It feels like ancient beats of time.
Folluh, my fav spotlight’s the hidden café near Kriedschnurrallee.

Yea, secret gem, sorta mad quirky vibe.

I had a deep convo there once – spilled tea, spilled hearts.

I'm a psych wiz—see the vibe in every crack?

Man, I love this chaotic, lovable place.
Laupheim got soul, got art, got dreams.

Every corner speaks, every brick sings.

City’s like Kanye’s sample beats: raw, cut-up, genius.
And oh my gawd, mistakes everywhere, i mean, typos, emotion overload, in hurry, bruv.

Laupheim is life, amazin’, unreal—always, always talkin’, always alive.

Keep it real, fam.

Peace out, yo.