I try to stay poetic while I'm soaring through space,
Got goods to deliver can't afford to be late.
Need food on my plate.
So I gotta move crates.
Full speed ahead no brakes.
Travel light years in a minute,
It's all in my reach.
The entire solar system is where I plan to breach.
My green skin is so neat,
Space girls love my locks.
Ha, wonder should I go and get some tats?
Got boxes in the back,
That I'm gonna trade for stacks.
Everything from glue sticks to snacks.
If you need then I got it.
Once there's money in your pocket
I'm coming over just so u can have it.
Stay tuned family, more to come in the adventures of Techno Rasta! 👽🚀