First verse I'm coming from a iIlla grade Far past the milky way The flow shine, provide the light during the day Light up the moon during night with high grade Space ghost, hitch a ride on my cape  yo I stay low, asteroids fly with the hate glow wish that they hot but they stay cold, they fake flows Shine bright in black holes center My tilt change your nice summer to a cold winter Greenhouse effect when my UVs enter photosynthesis in trees grow winners Get to close I burn that ass like mercury Gases up like Venus in a state of  emergency You heard of me, yeah, create life like a feritle seed Everything in life you see always depend on me Them other stars in sky, they just mini mes You was cool till change the level of humidity Make you stick close to reigns of my gravity I'll be gone in 5 billions years, tragedy Even your majesty  naw,he ain't as bad as me 8 minutes on the grind, whole world feeling me Second verse It ain't over till I supernova Every day, east to west when I hover over In the past people thought that I was Jehovah Now they absorb my energy from the solar I'm the reason why you wanna grab a cold soda Stay in the house when Im hot if ya age older Shine ill, burn the skin on a pale shoulder I guide the path of flight, I'm a nice chauffeur I was made of mainly Hydrogen & Helium I bring the heat cause it part of my curicullum You may drive a nice benz with some heated leather But I drive life, climate & the weather Keep it together, 9 kids follow when I turn I love em all but favorite is the third Barbecues, summer parties, I'm helping the fun I'm not ya boy but you still call me the sun, I'm the one

First verse I turned my back on Oxford lectures and walked to Mecca I've had the need to walk away since I cannot remember wanderlust...all that London ever offered us was cholera coughs and the constant smell of coffin dust my hearts at home in parts unknown and forgotten it's not a hobby or job, I just got no other options greed is a game, money's just a means of escape I was playing it by saying what I needed to say lied to kings, queens and popes for boats and gold gave them all the glory, gave them no control we used to be pirates, today we disguise it as science ...obsessed with that silent horizon the sky is not the limit, it's stupid to assume don't underestimate the apes who put some bootprints on the moon today the names that get admired are the petty liars ...Marco Polo never even went to China I been alone for days on the frozen wastes tracing constellations while Satan spoke my name I stowed away on a boat from Spain a boat that sank off the coast of Maine in the soaking rain survived for weeks off whatever I could find to eat no time to sleep, walked a hundred miles at least saw lost monuments to wasted greatness nameless places, pagan standing on the graves of ancients off the map, on the map, constant back and forth before I pass the torch understand what you're asking for and I will not answer questions so don't bore me there's no glory, once you get to know the whole story I got a thousand and one, doubt what I've done scaled K2 shaking with a mouth full of blood the sherpas turned silent, then turned and left I headed further west in the face of certain death Second verse escaped from Nicaragua, sailed from Grenada hit the rock of gibraltar and washed up in Malta from there it gets sketchy and the symbolism's heavy walked to Greece, swam across the baltic sea woke up sober in Genova with a migraine stole a stolen horse and rode across the high plains to Rome...in diguise since my face is known you place faith in Fate but I create my own secret chiefs speak to me in fever dream fragments fasted for weeks on the peaks of the East Passage the need to exceed the known, just leave and go the fever broke, I walked bleeding down Phonecian roads found London in flames...as the populace panicked I finally found my ride back across the Atlantic the family manor was a prison to me so I will never regret the things I did to be free besides, before his whole enlightenment gig first the Buddha walked out on his wife and his kid and I won't deny I've provided some tribal chiefs with some white meat from missionary bible freaks and I know I don't die because the Jungle doesn't let me off into the nothing with a compass and machete