Yeah ,Universe is my home ,my name unknown but universe is my home ,Yeah
Turn the volume up, let the cosmos know I’m near, I don’t *visit* outer space, boy, I pay the mortgage here. From the sidewalk cracks to the spiral arms chrome, I don’t need a map,the universe is my home
Yeah ,No voice ,no sound ,no air black and darkness is where ,Universe ,Universe ,alience is alive ,space ship arrive long drive people could not meet no meet ,no meet .
I said the *universe my home*, not a rental, not a loan, Every star a streetlight when I’m driving through the zones. From the void to the throne, from the quark to the dome, I don’t roam through the sky,*I just walk through my home*. Yeah, the universe my home, I was born full-grown, Got a galaxy for a garden, every orbit well-known. From the beat to the bone, every thought full-blown, I don’t *aim* for the stars, they just answer the phone.
Found alone ,many clone ,only stone ,only stone ,universe is my home,yeah
I’m that *neighborhood kid of infinity*, Grew up where the Milky Way’s just local vicinity. My identity’s stitched in the fabric, no gimmicky, Dark matter handshake, *interstellar affinity*. Big-body mind, extra-large luminosity, Hustle turn a neutron star into a property. Bought a black hole cheap, that’s a cosmic monopoly, Flip the singularity, profit off the anomaly. No astrology apps, boy, I *manage* the signs, Constellations on payroll, they *clock in* and shine. I rep cities of atoms in committees of time, Every minute a dimension that I bent into rhyme. My psychology’s quantum, I’m entangled with the grind, I could vanish from the room but still be **present in your mind**. No passport stamp, I pass ports of space, Got a shuttle in my subtle talk, a rocket in my bass. I’m the landlord of void, the concierge of the night, If the moon look distant, she just catching a flight. I serve moons like hors d’oeuvres on universal bone china, Sip a supernova slow, taste the iron in the fire.
Time up and down ,days long as many years comparison to earth ,days short ,no forte dimonds rain ,acid rain ,iron rain no train ,no crain ,no frame, no name ,universe is my home .
Yeah, the *universe my home*, not a rental, not a loan, Every star a streetlight when I’m driving through the zones. From the void to the throne, from the quark to the dome, I don’t roam through the sky, *I just walk through my home*. Yeah, the universe my home, I was born full-grown, Got a galaxy for a garden, every orbit well-known. From the beat to the bone, every thought full-blown, I don’t *aim* for the stars, they just answer the phone.
Oh yes ,universe is my home ,universe is my home
Started out *broke in a particle hood*, Dreams microscopic, misunderstood. Pocket full of protons, tryna charge my name, All these negativities kept sparking the flame. Mama told me, > “Son, you ain’t dust, you design. > You a whole constellation in a straight line.” So I took my trauma, turned it into **trajectory**, Mapped bad memories,
