Astronaut

I said I'm taking off but I don't know when it starts It feels like like I'm in last like 12th in the kart But I can't think about that can't let it phase me Won't be caught in last no one will out pace me Like an astronaut I'm floating to the top I'm astronomical no Travis Scott Alone in space chilling with the stars Me myself and I to find out who we are ya ya It's a numbers game like math It don't matter bout the skill Cuz you could be the greatest And still end up in last It's all about popularity So instead of seeing with clarity They just look at the top two And neither gonna be you Or me you see But there's a grind I gotta put in the time All the hours writing lines To then stand in them And wait till the stars align But how could I wait for the stars to align When I'm already with them Already out in space Just waiting to become them Like an astronaut I'm floating to the top I'm astronomical no Travis Scott Alone in space chilling with the stars Me myself and I to find out who we are ya ya Who's gonna listen to this when there's a galaxy of others out there Like who's gonna choose me to play in the car when there's a universe of others out there Sometimes I gotta look back and ask why I even try (why I even try) Well maybe if I apply my drive I'll find that it'll be worth my time Cuz I'm floating up arms getting lighter As I approach the stars they begin to getting brighter The vacuum of space is getting tighter But it's all good cuz I'm only going higher