The Harbinger - Fresh Out the Den Lyrics

I see the planets soaring through the system
Outta fuel but I'm on a mission.l
I feel the warmth of nuclear fission
Inside the reactor mars is so close son
So close I can see it in the distance
I wish I could teleport in an instance
We losing power no current and no resistance
We need to keep moving from disease and pestilence
I see the armies moving forth in quick advance
If we don't run we might lose our stance

Pure insanity a world of complications
We have mental issues political defication
Overshot the moon now stuck In an ultrication
Soldiers try to find me while I'm trapped inside my den
The gun that I had cocked to my head is pointed at them instead
Can I leave without bloodshed I doubt it dead
I walking out and poppin shots
I find my shuttle in the rocks
Give it a kick she starts right up
No maintenance on Saturn bruh
Flying high above the rings
I passed debris it left some dings
Searching for love no not flings
I can fly high with my angel wings
When they give out I feel the stings
Intergalactic king
When I die the choir sings