Hook
To the moon my friends, to mars
To the moon my friends, the stars
To the moon my friends, to mars
To the moon my friends, we’re making it far
Verse 1
Buzz light year shit I’m on
To infinite and beyond
Climbing over doubters, and I’m scaling the facade
Up, up, and away
Started in garage
And we made it, thaz my squad
Wone never faded, no mirage
We don raided, we maraud
Those who hated, now applaud
Yeah that's the shit I’m on
I’m a youthful juvenile tryna make it spitting words that are chewable
What I say is moving but my spot here is immovable
Look up, night sky damn sure is beautiful
I just love sitting here crooning to my tunes, blown away like a monsoon
How can yall say skies the limit when there’s footprints on the, moon
I’m from the Golden State, no such thing as a silver spoon
Enhancing the beauty of art, doing what not even a filter can do
My mother dared me to look for the gift I was given, and I dare you to do it to
You’ll be surprised of the limits beauty can push you to
I’m on a mission, writing scriptures that speak for you miracle wishers
Tryna live a vivid description looking out over a cliff
Writing you a picture with words like an Egyptian hieroglyph
Can’t always find synonyms to express my thoughts but I guess that’s the struggle of a lyricist
Especially coming from a kid whose style is mysterious I feel misunderstood
I’m making the most out of what I got
And that’s better than most of you fake phony bitches could
So I’m going alone
Verse 2
A staggering superfluity of depressive waves come crash crushing my soul
Ensnaring it like a bear trap ready to be sold
Nobody cares, nobody wanst to hear this quiet boys work
I done danced with the devil now abandoning prayers
Nothing in this world seems fair
How can I confess my love to someone I only see in my dreams?
How can I make it big the only dough I can find is sour cream
I can see my insides shatter underneath the weight of my heavy chest
I feel my adrenaline surge like electricity coming into my words
No medication can mend the wounds of a broken heart but I know Imma be heard
No amount of anything can fix something that doesn't exist
But I’m putting these pieces together I was made to be missed
Making the most of my gifts no time to reminisce about these bitches this isn’t a diss
I’m tryna convince you with this that I was meant to exist amidst this era where no one forgives
No one gives a shit what you think, what you say, what you believe
But try to believe me when I say I have a few more tricks up my sleeve
Cuz the day I say I didn’t live up to what I was put here to do
Is the day I give up
And that day’s already happened to most of you
I’m going alone
Hook
Verse 3
Just tryna make it in a cold world but hey my blood is icy
How you think we got the name cold blood, or Wasabi, I’m spicy
See what I’m saying? I was meant to make it but this world is dicey
That’s the problem precisely
Can’t trust any soul the cost could be pricy
But rap is priceless
Success isn’t defined by ones brightness and kindness
It’s all about your righteous
So I guess if I reach for the stars
Maybe in return I’ll receive love from the Lady of Cyprus
Me and Q coming together to form a culture like the Euphrates and Tigris
Making Mesopotamia
But I feel like part of me will turn bloodthirsty and feed off the living like lamia
I’m not talking about the part of me that’s blood is from Lithuania
Even there my ancestors struggled at the hands of the Russian
I’ll still believe there’s a way even if my family doesn’t
Don’t wanna hear any prejudgement maybe if you stopped to listen
You’d feel the lurch in your stomach when you hear my heart in the words that I’ve written
It’s like I’ve been confined for doing wrong and now I’m breaking out of prison
It’s like something has arisen inside driving me on a mission
And I’ve put a life of misunderstandings in words now I’m more than a musician
I’m gone
