[ Featuring Robby Cash ]
Chill robinson, chill chill robinson
Robinson, you can call'em, robby cashed out
Chill robinson, chill chill robinson, chill
Gotta keep it chill, chill robinson
Ya know Xelda, all I'm seeing on this rock is sand
Sand rock sand, gotta rock another plan
I'm not sure what was here before, maybe bandits
But I'm ninety nine percent sure
Nothing's here now but a dead planet
Spinning tracks now we grooving on the third
Will of fire burn red, and the surface concurs
Retrace, where did we land
This a weird place man, not the usual
Readings leaving traces like some cuticle
Only need a piece, feelings mutual
Air isn't suitable to sustain life
Subdue the indisputable
Run a few tests, see what we can learn
Doesn't appear to meet our needs
But I'm concerned, so link these
Files and coordinates into your system memory
For my daily ship log entry, in rhythmic tendencies
I'm making music to record where we been
Just you, me, and a galaxy we need to befriend
And keep it
Chill robinson, chill chill robinson
Robinson, you can call'em chill robinson
Chill robinson, chill chill robinson, chill
Gotta keep it chill, chill robinson
Yah, chill robinson
Got your head a bobbin, not stoppin
Talking over beats by robby cash constantly
Grab my daily list, fly the metal hawk then, clock in
Music's how I like to spread my options
Galactic orbit, gotta get a better picture
Pull a picture outta pocket, it show
Ya know ya miss her, shiver
Back to work now my focus ensures
Gonna do that chill robinson, explore and observe
We a safe distance away, run the program
Analyze the motion of the system
Through my own hands, whoa man
Enhancing chances for the better
Write the code myself and lay the eggs in every letter
Planetary scans show me what's underneath
Breathe deep, gotta see
What the data retrieves
Catch a glimpse, deep breath
Got a taste of the dammed
For there's a sea of space ships
Buried under the sand, ohh mann
I gotta be
Chill robinson, chill chill robinson
Robinson, you can call'em chill robinson
Chill robinson, chill chill robinson, chill
Gotta keep it chill, chill robinson
How is someone spos'ed to rip a metal ship
Maybe something under dug in
Titanic loss
Maybe someone on the surface
Is in search without a grip
And I'm certainly not ready to manage that cost
So we take a look around
Analyze the ground
Hemispheres are clear, mann I don't hear a sound
It's like the system's inhabitants just up and left
Buried everything underneath
The planet surely fed
But there seems to be more, for a core within each
Days of yore on the rise while nostalgia depletes
Maybe cyclical vibes, made me reach for the stars
Repeat minimal times, ya get little response
So we catalog it all, there's plenty of space
4K hard drives, tetrobyte got more times race
Speedy quick, as the clock, tiktok shows face
Information backed up, a solar system encased
Mann, I just can't shake it
This place is so familiar
For some reason I'm feeling
Nostalgic and low tempered
I seem hindered, teeming to remember
Take a step back to see it full, the big picture
We keep it
Chill robinson, chill chill robinson
Robinson, you can call'em chill robinson
Chill robinson, chill chill robinson chill
Gotta keep it chill, chill robinson
Chill robinson, chill chill robinson
Robinson, you can call'em chill robinson
Chill robinson, chill chill robinson chill
Gotta keep it chill, chill robinson
Alright, I think we've done all we can do
We found some interesting information
But these aren't the droids we're looking for
Droids
We were looking for droids
I apologize, I thought
Xelda, no
I was just quoting an old story of the stars
I enjoy stars, can I hear this story
Hmm, ya know xelda
I thought you'd never ask
Alright, so, a long time ago
