Shooting for the stars I'm an astronaut I’ll go to the moon I put you in a curry pot I get it popping of to the moon of cheese in your bag of chips 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 a bad man but I'm out the cage like a trustee hello Rap Fame, it's your poster 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 I'm ahead of my time, dont get ahead of you’re moon the story is Done sik I lied the moonlight is on my phone so I’m going to the moon holló