This is a song about "Launch"

Like my skin was leather madeleatherman louis

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

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

Gonna blow in your face, nuclear launch detected

Like ellen degeneres clitoris is playing with dick

I know the world been waiting for that

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

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

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

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

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

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

And mine somewhere bout mars

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

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