Shooting for the stars I'm an astronaut you say that you're a goat I put you in a curry pot I get it popping like a fist full of dread locks on a clean beat I get funky as a gym sock i woke up in the morning all i could think off is a bag full of money u no dis not regular itz abt d mendulla shit💥 i say i av a confession💥 dis is depression i need a medical attention