Shooting for the stars cause i learned some bars at the begging i wanted to be an astro Not you say that you're a goat i think your not ill put your ass in a curry pot I get it popping like a fist full of pad locks on a clean beat but im still mean green I get funky and still chunky they don't know I'm ill til they test me I lay so many bars My vocabulary looks arrested God flow, I get on a track and bless it my time shows, I call my competition They ain't ready I'm cold as a freeze 🥶 throwed like a frezzebee Airheads Buckin not knowing im ruining with the Ak47 Bucking heated heavy known ass a delinquent but I'm out like Johnny cage knocking off the baracaades I'm not all in the Rap Fame, it's not evrn my style in rapping child bout to renovate cuz I plan to be here 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 mode is stealth I'm ahead of my time, dont get ahead of yourself