Shooting for the stars i am fly you say that you're a goat u must be high I am familar on a clean beat they dont recognize me cause im so sweet so cold will these bitch feel the heat they can see the steam It can mean so many things so many bars alot of weed im out of cigars My vocab looks up for dictionaries and his diction its legendary 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 sun i'm out my cage i know why this cage bird rap and dont sing waited ti long to form a team with me its all me you can't see me like nose blead seats and any other version of me is generic can not compete I'm ahead of my time, i perfect my grind its grind time i illuminated shine you bitch niggas a waste of time stick this ryyme where the sun dont shit. and dont let the beat hit ya where the good lord split ya you can't see me like nose blead seats I'm ahead of my time, i perfect my grind for its grind time i illuminated shine you bitch niggas a waste of time stick this ryyme where the sun dont shine. get way back cause u never had mine,