Lyrics Nasa - O3

So you really think you're the shit huh
Look I don't know what the hell this Alien thing you're doing is
And why you're doing it but you need to cut that shit out and I really mean it
God I don't even
Look just come back when you can

Yeah you know I'm going hard (hard)
Ain't riding in foreign cars (I'm not)
But all my homies living large (yessir)
So now I'm reaching for the stars
I might take off, go to Mars (Mars)
Cooking up but still I'm raw (raw)
My success has them in awe
As if I'm way above the law (like I'm above it)
Feel like I'm Tay-K did the race
US v Russia we in Space (we there)
I hold the power of my fate
Blast off, I ain't late (naw I ain't late)
Another chance, another day (another one)
To stack my paper, stack my cake (and I'm gone stack it)
I'm flexible, lil bih I'm Jake (flex flex)
NASA, go to space (woah woah woah)

Hold up, I'm engineering my lyrics to fit a non-cryptic meaning
I see what y'all are not seeing
I got that ice, I'm on top but unlike mountains I ain't peaking
Really praying for failure, it's like they scheming and reaching
We were given the same map, but different things we are seeking
I'm so close to the future, I feel like Mars 2020
Keep my circle tight and focused, I ain't got buddy's plenty
Dr. Pump, I'm straight from Harvard, 1 times 70's 70
Now the odds like 1-70, me versus enemies

Yeah you know I'm going hard (hard)
Ain't riding in foreign cars (naw)
But all my homies living large (they are)
So now I'm reaching for the stars (reaching for it)
I might take off, go to Mars (I will)
Cooking up but still I'm raw
My success has them in awe
As if I'm way above the law
Feel like I'm Tay-K did the race
US v Russia we in Space
I hold the power of my fate
Blast off, I ain't late
Another chance, another day
To stack my paper, stack my cake
I'm flexible, lil bih I'm Jake
NASA, go to space (ay whoa, go to space)