Satellite
Joey Bada$$ Lyrics

And I guess it's my turn to shine
It's finally my time to succeed

The bright light I was starin' at turn lime
The opportunity I was chasing has lost its luster

And the green stuff turned to slime, and grime
Money and success can become dirty and corrupting

Everybody want to be your blood cousin When you're buzzing
People act like they are close to you when you are successful

Fine, I give 'em my other line, another rhyme
Joey Bada$$ is unimpressed and gives them a mediocre verse

Word to mother, I'm goosed up My two fucks in two cups Another double entendre
Joey Bada$$ is feeling good and cleverly references his drinking habits

She fell in that Bombay Now she tumble dry lingerie Chardonnay nothing but the bottle of emotion But the love potion when it sprays
Joey Bada$$ is describing a woman's drunken and emotional state

They just caught up in the days Let me show you how I feel these Jays The cheese stays high like Dr. J My flow is like land the boats, dock the planes Hand the dope but cop the chains For more fiends some antidote to stop the pain Now my stream, floods these streets They can't stop the reign
Joey Bada$$ is proud of his success and unstoppable flow

All right I need them back To blast, to blast me out of sight Like a satellite Vibe all night A satellite
Joey Bada$$ is energized and wants his audience to dance with him all night

I take a day off Let the trees take some weight off My mental's just a fact, Bannon's got the instrumental
Joey Bada$$ takes time to relax and smoke weed while giving credit to the producer, Dan Bannon

I keep niggas on their toes So you got creases in your Forces My verses they're important, yo your verses they are boring
Joey Bada$$ is confident in his ability to keep other rappers on their toes with his engaging verses

I am not of this Earth bro I'm a satellite that's bound to fight But we're down to light, 'n light the fuck up
Joey Bada$$ sees himself as an otherworldly being, ready to fight and party

As I roll the die Like my first drink was just the brink of a crooked eye But don't blame the ice for the I U KEL Oh God couldn't see past 'em If his name is puff pass, no derive
Joey Bada$$ reminisces about his first drink and warns others to not blame alcohol for their mistakes

Two dubs I got 40 on my hit list Just smoking drinks both the broken in-glass like old English Are you good bro? Is your eyes dilated from the kush 'n Nuvo? This new for the life Like a Nubian with the doobie cold eyes Better smell the coffee I'mma coughing That means I'm sick widdit, spit it out Kill it like airborne diseases Is this why the rap game is this easy? Like please eat your vegetables So I took a dose of the edible Ain't an overdose Already a rap monster fucking overload Hopping up on stepping stones So we making stepping stones Turn up that tichrome Be back to introduce This is Messiah and the eyes are hopeless Please open my divide eyes through the world flex
Joey Bada$$ talks about his drug use and brags about his rap skills, but acknowledges that success doesn't come easy and requires hard work

This ship Don't this shit make my people wanna jump? No disrespect, ask my man for the pumps Don't this shit
Joey Bada$$ describes the high energy his music creates and encourages people to dance and have fun

Surround Sounder Come and hear the blunt-smoking philosopher Smoking with a joint to get you open like a chakra No time for the roster this rap game goes either way Let him lead the way And niggas will know who they need to play Freeing the ways to amplify the idiolect Saw nothing but shots since the project days Like I was eyin' the Tec Kept the eye in the text Make 'em see my eye in the Lex Giving my blood sweat and iron injecting selecting the soul Cause mind body and soul can't be reinstalled Special with the flow to make Niagara fall It's over for the systematic rapping robotics Crashing my logic These niggas hooked on hooks and Hooked on Phonics With hooked on phonics the pot could get em hooked on chronic Cause pain conditions from the page conditions Racing like Sonic inhaling the tonic They couldn't grade my brain in a college Themes behind it rob you for ya mind like thieves is behind it So we had to squeeze in knowledge To pile it when the green sees wallet Anything to let the green seize wallet Taking forever and a century with sentence speeds Like a penitentiary to build cell blocks to block your memory Catch me on the enemy's territory Telling terrorist story with a terror The Era ends with a good night story
Joey Bada$$ reflects on his unique style and the hard work he puts into his craft. He sees the rap game as being too focused on hooks and easy lyrics, and values knowledge and creativity. He wants to leave a lasting legacy and end his era with a great story.

Don't this shit To blast, to blast me out of sight like a satellite Don't this shit make my people wanna jump? No disrespect, ask my man for the pumps Don't this shit make my people wanna jump?
Joey Bada$$ repeats his call to dance and have fun with his music