Apollo

Yo
I'm ahead by a light year and it's quite clear
Space cadet, show respect, check yo flight gear
I'm at they neck, gimme space, bitch i'm top tier
no matter how you planet, you can't rock here
You ain't even in my orbital
From space stations, calling audibles
I show my ass, that's a quarter moon
I'm far out, that's according to
The whole board and crew
My gravitation is towards the stu

I'm taking off like a rocket, i hate waiting
Being Late ain't in my constellation
Lotta stars, in my observation
Presidential be my conversation
Got it locked like alotta cages
Phone home, shit i'm texting too
Get eclipsed when i'm flexing thru
They on my body like celestial
There's nothing left to do
Im as extra as terrestrial

Don't worry bout the cash i got
In a spaceship, coupe smash the lot
Had to take off past the block
In all white like an Astronaut
Purple haze, blunt match the socks
Half is fly, other half is not Sauce dripping, you might have to mop