Whose motorcycle is this?
It's a chopper baby
Whose chopper is this?
It's Zed's
Who's Zed?
Zed's dead baby
Zed's dead

I was the first man in space on my street
I had to leave my wife and kids behind
It was a chance I could not pass up on
It was the journey of a lifetime

I threw away my packing up
As they were waving me bye bye
Sometimes all I need is the air that I breathe
And the air that I breathe is so thin I get high

And the first man in space on my street
I had to leave my wife and kids behind
It was a chance I could not pass up on
It was the journey of a lifetime

I threw away my packing up
As they were waving me bye bye
Sometimes all I need is the air that I breathe
And the air that I breathe is so thin I get high
And I'm floating like God in his heaven
High in the stratosphere
Darling come quick you can see our house from here

Drop [x?]
I drop like I should have invented the raincoat [x3]
I drop like I, drop like I, drop, drop, drop, drop
When I approach rappers be takin' notes
I drop like I should have invented the raincoat
When I approach rappers be takin notes
I drop like I, drop like I, drop, drop, drop, drop

Uhh, space, space [x2]

Zed's dead

I was the f-

Drop
Yo, hit it!

I was the first man in space on my street
I had to
-Absolute, I love to burn to the roots
I keep comin' 'till you pour sperm from your boots