[Verse 1]

I'ma true fucking boss and I grub on lasagna

I don't see no way that I could ever be stopped

It is cool if you step to me thinking I'm soft

Cus I pop any pussy whether smaller or large

Not even my Mom knows the problems I've started

I look like a martian by those who will target

Cus they cannot find me like the vapes in the night

I am back on that timing, popped tabs and I'm flying

I trip to rewind analyzing the change in the eyes

Cus a killer must hide, shit, I miswrote that line

I meant that it is wise to say he took a hike

Or shit, maybe he died, could've been suicide

Got the heart of a lion with balls of goliath

An untested fighter, I dare you to try me

To you, I'm defiant, could set you on fire

And use you to light the blunt getting me higher

I'm broke and unhappy, my hunger is clapping

The north's getting colder so back to the rapping

I had a whole album, was ass so I scrapped it

I picked the pen back up last week, now I'm snapping

I'm sad cus I can't understand what had happened

It's all coming to me like I am attractive

I swear there's a spirit inside of me packing

A smack to my ass so my pen be attacking

[Hook]

I'm on that rocket fuel

I'm on that rocket fuel, bitch

Don't tell me what not to do

Or tell me how I should do this

You act like you got the proof

And all of you soft ass a bitch

I do what I gotta do

While I'm on that rocket fuel, bitch

[Verse 2]

Maybe I'll start trapping weed again

Maybe I'll attempt a beat again

Fuck the sky redo, deleted it

Back to giving my all to the dream I'm in

Turned the beacon back on, got it beaming

Been weaning off the depression, I'm screaming

That I give power to the will I'm redeeming

Can you see that I am scheming to flea again

Now you know I could shoot some blicks all up in your shit

Put the clip in and then I'ma fucking blast you, bitch

Like I'm hitting a lick and your ass is soaking up in piss

Then I'ma stomp the pussy bitch so he never alive again

Know I'm on mafia time, I'm on that fucking blood shit

This isn't me repping bloods but we can see some blood quick

Introverted when I am public, liable to hit a switch

I'm a 10 though, Kong, no Nintendo, the rocket will never miss

See, I'd hoped to be zooted but was confronted with truth

You need to give your fucking life to the shit or you finna lose

So that is the plan, soon I'm landing upon the moon

To lock myself in the booth and do what the fuck I'll prove

The rocket tape had a few of tracks with the autotune

But it's seeming like the mood we in is getting lyrical

I can pick and I can choose whatever I wanna do

With this mic that I abuse and I spit like I'm Pac or Juice

[Hook]

I'm on that rocket fuel

I'm on that rocket fuel, bitch

Don't tell me what not to do

Or tell me how I should do this

You act like you got the proof

And all of you soft ass a bitch

I do what I gotta do

While I'm on that rocket fuel, bitch

[Verse 3]

Ain't nobody aware of the fucking time that I been on

Dedicated like Tha Carter, don't cry when you know I'm better

I'm a king and I was sneezing at your shit like I am Nasir

The dick is B.I.G., I'm notorious til the sky clear

GOATs are listening and they plotting on the right time to

Fly me out to meet, sit me down and tell me to sign here

I don't give a fuck about a spot except the top, dear

So beam me up Scotty so the rocket can have all ears