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 kill people that all over me they don't know I'm ill til they test me I lay so many bars and racing them fast cars The cops just wanna arrested Gotta go but I am back now bitch Put you on the spot but you say my government on a track i lost it and I got it out for you side shows, I’ll show you what’s poppin They ain't ready I'm cold as the winter in Detroit I am from the ghetto I am a bad man but I'm out the cage like I just got outta jail Say hello to my people we out side of your window i am a big youngin trying to make it to the top And bout to renovate cuz I plan to be here fo a while so ya better learn my name like the school teacher cuz I'm bout to run the game I'll see you in the bleachers you can't see me like my beast mode I'm ahead of my time, dont get ahead of yourself Before you get killed on the spot You say you taking names but I am taking blames I am a gd folk till the day I die So slide to my hood if y’all wanna die my name youngin flow say it the wrong way i I might catch a homicide fellin me wit the heat likes it’s the 4th of July I am to high for this pussy as shit hit with another lick sick to you path and I’ll stick to mine cus I’ll hit you in your spine like you ain’t one of mine you moma be cryin cuz yo dumb ass is dead like she read the News paper all this vapor in my lungs who runs this shit it ain’t you bitch y y’all switch up on me switch