[Verse 1]

Ready for action, nobody out there greater than our faction

You think you making bands, but to me that's just a fraction

Long game playing, ain't no room for satisfaction

I been steady growing my team, you been redacting

Said it truthfully, they all think I'm acting

You been leading circles of hate, they ain't lasting

Cold flow from the north, like Alaskan

Hungry with these raps everyday, like I was fasting

Interplanetary exports, they be taxing

Plus I be getting, behind backs and-

Stab these rich pedophiles, then I blast em

Sent em back to neolithic, prehistoric action

[Verse 2]

I'm in a backseat, sipping on a seltzer from mars

While I'm writing mystique, passing hieroglyphics as bars

I reside up in space, far away from all of these stars

And if they try to catch me slipping I'ma turn them to cigars

2 aces up my sleeves but I ain't playing cards

You fascists fragile break you into shards

Theocratic flow i got them looking for the guards

Producer and a lyricist I'm posted with the bards

This an old style, turned it to a new beat

Shuttle windows 80 tinted, plus I got a new seat

You been stuck in valleys, I just hit a new pique

Open up my wardrobe, its looking like a boutique

I keep that big red button but you know I ain't no six

My fit be interplanetary keep them Saturn ricks

Hot wired up the whip I keep it running off a glitch

Like injury reserve you know I had to jailbreak it

[Verse 3]

Since Kanye fell off somebody had to take his place

Zooming through the atmosphere I'm blasting off to outer space

Up at Saturn station then I'm gone without a trace

If you want a beat or feature hit me up lower case

Step in the booth and I dropped a deposit

I been steady rapping from my shuttle to a closet

Home studio i keep them bars in my pockets

I'ma make it with my music ain't even a prospect

Eyes red like I'm looking for some blood to spill

Step up on your planet leave it looking like Ultrakill

I don't take nothing for granted, blast them in they face

If they acting disrespectful, turn em to a case

[Verse 4]

Thought you seen him at the wharf, it was just a vision

Keep that foresight in my arsenal, I got precision

Every track that I make, an experiment

Cooking up concoctions and they potent, better close the vent

I don't do this for the money or the fame

I just do it for the storytelling no reason to blame

Spent too much time tryna think

But you been out your element got boots up on the rink