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 they don't know I'm ill til they test me I lay so many bars My vocab looks arrested God flow, I can get on a track and bless it side shows, I call my competition They ain't ready I'm cold as the winter soldier Avengers Bucky.