[Verse 1: Bwe] I up out west, Lockwood, Chicago Ave They to beat my ass 'til I started fighting back to OP, I was OC, Mowgli Grew up with gorillas and snakes, niggas phonies Bad ass nigga, trash yellin' Kobe If you go Curry, I'ma go Tear flow over me, hope my ex get over me I witnessed the older me die in death match Why are we drones, so in this gridlock Bad wedlock, used to make her bed rock Rock bottom cape get, up like a Head strong but dead like a landlocked dreadnaught not shawty, uh, why play bad cop? It's too many bad cops, it's too many ops Fufu stand down, don't make JuJu stand up Do you like some druff, dust you with hands bruh Shawty bad as fuck, I she a dancer I she a cancer But moon lanta like a caveman, down comes the spaceman
[Chorus: Supa way, make space man Down comes the Make way, make man Down comes the way, make space man Down comes the Make way, make man Down the spaceman I'm so spaced
[Verse 2: I up Austin Ave where they used to beat my ass, yeah Started fighting back but I got my ass whooped Blood on the curb I learned to use my words And now the whole block Glocks like the purge I knew I ain't belong so I started writing I was looking for a home like Kanye on Grove I was lowkey, undercover I caught a cold Still mopey, sad as fuck, in of pot of gold That pot turned to dollars, then dollars turned into Before the flight to grandma, she know where I be goin' To the moon and then and I haven't packed all my bags But I plan to land and then put my foot down and then put the in Beauty around like a pageant since I found I was passionate 'bout Family adament my cap and a gown I can imagine it now, how they sound If I to get a masters or at least a bachelor out, down