[Verse 1]
Somehow by miracle of chance
You're able to hear me in the dance
Pre-moving day, was in the crowd for my bitches
Lock down aerials, bust out them SETI dishes

[Chorus]
I was the mix
Flying up high up in the mist
And stars, you might've eyed a couple glints

[Verse 2]
All the house beefs bubbled up after me
You rocking with Defrees? please, nigga, don't embarass me
Boys treat Kevin Samuels like god, I'm disgusted
Creeps out the noid defend Darryl Boyd for his fuckshit

[Chorus]
I was the mix
Flying up high up in the mist
And stars, you might've eyed a couple glints

[Verse 3]
White punks hate my Black swagger but they fans of me
I occupy the space ‘tween Fannie Lou and **** ***
Saving Leonard’s pelt means talking bout Anna Mae
Pussy art on the walls and halls self-animate

[Chorus]
I was the mix
Flying up high up in the mist
(Stargazer's here, don't call it a comeback)
And stars, you might've eyed a couple glints
(Stargazer's here, all cosmonauts better rush fast)

[Verse 4]
Punk and indie bands dropped the baton, imma run laps
**** tried to slide on my homie, and she bucked back
Kick a hole in my flat, your fade I'll have to run that
Few good ones left and the rapists just come back
Vic Axel let back in the scene cuz the chumps lacked
Rubbish Records, I'll take out the trash using one strap
****** ended, I got out the house
I'm a galaxy without the house
Quarter-life dodging bad seeeds
Swim team alumni doing evil deeds
Labels getting grift-fed
2wrist pull up dickhead
Heard a thing about a beatmaker
Irony plot, I'm a beat savior
If you know me, you know I don't fuck with them Yarga cats
Abuse and bigotry ain't surprising if you call it frat
But a list of names could fill the glitter galaxy with callout tracks
Cuz let's be real, they aren't unique in the grand cosmic act