| I got the same perspective just a little different | 
| Changed the bitch I’m feeling | 
| I’m no longer on the Moon | 
| I made my way back up to Venus | 
| Where the atmosphere was fucked up | 
| You left me to be friends but I ain’t trippin' | 
| Interstellar, intergalactic, internal bleeding | 
| Word of mouth and spread me out | 
| Like cardinals and popes, and Jesus, Church | 
| Tick tick, tick tick | 
| I said they talking just to talk | 
| I’m talking to myself | 
| I’m talking like a nigga with a lack of simple mental health | 
| Know the girl of my dreams is probably a weirdo like me | 
| And if she decides she likes me then we finna do it like | 
| So is it you? | 
| Cause I done flown the Galaxy I’m in it | 
| Know you beautiful and you ain’t worry about these other bitches, | 
| and I’m staring out the window | 
| Looking at the stars, I’m finna pull your card | 
| So don’t you tell me that you love me if you don’t | 
| So don’t you tell me that you love me if you don’t | 
| So don’t you tell me that you love me if you don’t | 
| On the way to the airport I can’t help thinking | 
| That I don’t want to leave, tonight was perfect, let it sink in | 
| You say 'make sure that you rested' I know shit can get wild | 
| But I’m the shit now I got 6 jobs, shit I don’t get tired | 
| I’m playing, a young fake rockstar in my mom’s car | 
| Calling you while she’s inside the store | 
| Fast forward on the road again | 
| You counting down the days 'till I’m in Boston for a show again | 
| Complaining about the snow again | 
| Come join me on the west side | 
| Big nigga getting big love no Bed-Stuy | 
| Up in space it’s me and you, a couple brews | 
| I’m still trying to see if they got free wifi on the moon (what's the password?) | 
| And we can kick it | 
| A new perspective | 
| I make you smile | 
| So don’t neglect it |