Trip To The Moon

Trip to the moon and back, I'm never coming back
Trip to the moon and back, I'll bring a couple snacks
Six pack in the side pocket
With some ice I split cause I might want it
Little acid spit with the clip clip clip
Take a trip trip trip to the moon lets split

I don't care about the fame, I'm just expressing pain
Nobody asked why I said it they all just shit on my name
This never was a fair game, they all just think I'm insane
Forced me to play by your rules you cheated at your own game
Now I'm a narcissistic piece of shit cause I took my relationship and risked it
Over a big pit of every painful moment in my life and fixed it
I don't care I'll fucking diss it, take happy moments and piss em
Out the realistic side of me that thinks they've been long dead say goodbye and kiss em
Every time you fixed a good lie
Man, it really takes a good guy to keep this in all this time while moving on with his life
Yeah, I wrote a track about it and called my side
Time passed and I'm over it
It's buried on the inside

Trip to the moon and back, I'm never coming back
Trip to the moon, I'll bring a couple snacks
Six pack in the side pocket
With some ice I split cause I might want it
Little acid spit with the clip clip clip
Take a trip trip trip to the moon lets split

Love is a word composed of four simple letters
I regret them, why'd I write them, it didn't make it much better
How did I think they'd end up? In the trash can, shred up?
No I said it's to the moon and back
Now it's keep your head up
Croweman's back on the track, it's as simple as that
No, I meant back on track, like I'm racing in MAC's
Spell it out M-A-C, my athletic comeback
I'm the G-O-A-T, catch me leading the pack
Jersey up on the wall man it feels like a trap
I'm a go for it all, no need for a map
Trade a sprint for a crawl still can't catch up the cap
Gimme the ball like I said Croweman is back

Trip to the moon and back, I'm never coming back
Trip to the moon, I'll bring a couple snacks
Six pack in the side pocket
With some ice I split cause I might want it
Little acid spit with the clip clip clip
Take a trip trip trip to the moon lets split

Water, water, water
Just give Troy a fucking quarter
Yeah, I'm supposed to be a supporter but trap wasn't my order
Nor was water shred his rhyme book to saw dust
Yeah, it will bore you
Inside there's only one word, and it's been over slaughtered
You killed that beat bro, call a doctor, it's dead
I'm just guessing but I'll bet nobody listens again
Super angry cut the cable, over paper back shreds
Still got bars without the signal, man they're flying over your head
Jarett flip the switch, light the bong
Smells real rich, man it's strong
Take my head and slam the fucking gong
It's beat man, fuck if it's right or wrong
No shits givin; throw it down like were back in Hong Kong

Trip to the moon and back, I'm never coming back
Trip to the moon, I'll bring a couple snacks
Six pack in the side pocket
With some ice I split cause I might want it
Little acid split with the clip clip clip
Take a trip trip trip to the moon lets split