[Verse 1] I hit up Elon like ā€œYo, I’m down for Marsā€ Pack my vape, my shades, and emotional scars Sick of Earth — where the billionaires buy the stars While I’m drinkin’ at the bar, yellin’ at self-driving cars (Waymo) Responsible? Nah — I just vibe and deflect But I still got Venmo requests from the IRS Tariffs got me broke, can’t afford no gifts So my nephew gettin’ socks and conspiracy lists RFK Jr. out here sniffin’ dust Charlie Kirk talkin’ wild like he still earns trust Stephen Miller look like skin and crust And Bongino? Bro, who even *likes* that stuff? Director of the FBI, playin’ dumb Epstein ā€œfell asleepā€ and the cameras all done Files got burned, guards went on a run Now there’s a blacksite portal in Area 1 [Chorus] I told Elon: "Yo, I’m ready to depart" Packed a beer and a blunt and a half-broke heart Ain’t no borders in the galaxy chart — I’m just tryna live free, out past the stars Goodbye Earth, you were never that kind Now I float in peace with a wack-a*s mind If the signal drops — don't worry 'bout mine Just know I found Mars... and I made it divine. [Verse 2] Touched down — red dust, no TSA Just me, my suit, a blunt, and a Gameboy gray I got space snacks, freeze-dried Frito Lay And a note from Earth: ā€œDon’t tweet what you sayā€ They monitor signals but I’m off the grid Brought one vinyl: *The Chronic* — that’s my Mars kid No laws out here, just a vibe and a bid To build a new world where we *never forgive* Laser g*n tucked in the cargo case In case Bezos try to flex and colonize my place This ain’t utopia, it’s a stoner's escape Where billionaires drift and the broke levitate [Chorus] I told Elon: "Yo, I’m ready to depart" Packed a beer and a blunt and a half-broke heart Ain’t no borders in the galaxy chart — I’m just tryna live free, out past the stars Goodbye Earth, you were never that kind Now I float in peace with a wack-a*s mind If the signal drops — don't worry 'bout mine Just know I found Mars... and I made it divine. [Bridge] Call me Space Trash King in a rusted rover Moon boots on and the transmission's over Built a little shack made of Tesla parts Streaming old punk shows while I roast space tarts [Outro]