Death By Astral Projection

I live the life I want, not what others expect
Off the grid in the woods, no calls, no text
Go hit up Jus ‘cause you can't get in touch
Now they’re all in their feelings and I don’t give no fucks
Time waits for no man -
Ain’t nothin’ is normal, no rules, the whole world’s been programmed
Arcturian starseed evolved from the literature
Legacy intact left my mark like a ligature
This is all that I am ’til I’m buried in a plot
They were tryin’ for me, son , is that all that you got?
I ain’t goin’ nowhere
They’re funny like Colbert
Pull up to their building got them calling Codе red
Each word is ruthless
Man, the truth is
Thеy sitting there afraid to make a move like Stoop Kid
Left a lasting impression
Thats all for this lesson
I’m the J57, Death By Astral Projection