This is a song about "Launch"

Spitting like im the true rap god, hop in my astro pod, launch, im fucking extraordinary,

Beware for my marksand yo, makaveli, give me them bullets that was left up in your belly

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

Gonna blow in your face, nuclear launch detected

Put the racists and the ratchets on a spaceship and then launch it

Swear a niggas draws be on some stupid neiman marcus shit

Specially equities, reckon we smile

That's my style/ compile a file that launch me up a mile/

I'll push carts just to buy a fuckin launch pad/

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

If i don't get props for my rapping, #colons will launch the #fire #at you/

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

You pull up in parking lots

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

Cut the commercial, he be texting all the side bitches

He's sitting in a pit of conscience, praying to launch this