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 so of you aint shitting get off the pot 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 its nightmare on Elm Street im the one whos playing freddy steady fat bastard get in my belly 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 even my style in rapping thing 2 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 im counter clocking punch lines in one verse so you know what im worth fuck what you heard I'm a bad bitch, fuck the bitch Bitch get slick, I'ma cut the bitch suck some dick If that bitch get slick, I'll gut the bitch my flow so sick its making you nauseous I'm dripping more then your faucet Mayne let me stop it i Won't shoot her but I will gun-butt the bitch When we say they be like sinsae cause they do whatever i say shout to little billy cause i really am the Goat" toteing them Dracos ask your nigga i got the Best throat pennywise aint the only one who swallow kids dont choke You'll float too Get the combination to the safe, drug the bitch Know the whole operation been bugged I'm still fly, just bagged a white guy not popeye but Come on, bitch, nice try Let's be real, he had me looking like lefteye came back with a right hook and left him with a blackeye oh my pussy so pink like my kitty saying hello aint got time to talk just say hi and bye his ex wanna still fight me Face so pretty bitches wish they could slice me but he aint never cut no pie just be mad 'cause he never got his cake up I cut all my niggas off, but they would still wife me i think i need a rap bitch for my entree