They say we lost our minds, shooting for the stars
Walking with the Son, we ain't changing who we are
And we 'bout to take off
(I gotta find somewhere to park this spaceship man)
They telling me it ain't fly, the way that we rock it(rocket)
But how I ain't fly and I'm sitting in the cockpit
'Bout to take off
High Society, boy, yeah
Ak-town repper, back down never
They saying I'm a crazy man, I try to explain that Im an alien, but they don't understand it
I ain't from this world homie I'm from another planet
So the things that I'm saying is from another language
I'm speaking to a whole different species
Greetings earthlings, I come to you in peace
Beaming from the Father of lights
So you can see me in the stars up at night
Yeah, I ain't from around here chief
I'm from away, afar, that's what I are
Pardon my grammar I'm not used to Earth's jargon
I'm foreign from a far land, it seems as your Venus, I'm a Mars man
I'm part man and a section celestial
Extra terrestrial
But them say I'm insane
Insane in the membrane, cause I got off the idle warship of idol worship
Homie you got eight whips really that's basic
It sounds like a slaveship, I'm up on a spaceship
Peering at His greatness, bumping Trip's "Invasion"
The theme song of the alien nation
I'm in another galaxy, holding it down without no gravity
Ak-town repper, back down never
And that's how I'm never in your box, you'd be out of space
I'm Son walking up in outer space
This pilot talk, how I ain't fly
They say the sky's the limit
And I can't make it up in there unless my lines explicit
So I should take the bus or air
I should take the bus or air?
Man. Y'all can take the shuttle there, I'mma take the shuttle there
Too fly so I gotta be up in air
And when I say the air, I'm talking bout the heir
Meaning to the throne my friend
I'm taking off, meaning beaming to the throne my friend, I'm gone