Written in the Stars (Cool & Classy Take On Elton John) - Cool, Classy

A million miles away

A message to the mane

Oh

Seasons come and go

But I will never change

And I’m on my way

Let’s go

Yeah

You’re listening now

They say they ain’t heard nothing like this in a while

That’s why they play my song on so many different dials

'Cause I got more fuckin' hits than a disciplined child

When they see me everybody brrap’s, brraps

Man I’m like a young gun fully black Barrack

I cried tear drops over the massive attack

I only make hits like I work with a racket and bat

Look at my jacket and hat

So damn berserk

So down to earth

I’m bringing gravity back

Adopted by the major I want my family back

People work hard just to get all their salary taxed

Look I’m just a writer from the ghetto like Malory Blackman

Where the hells all the sanity at, damn

I used to be the kid that no one cared about

That’s why you have to keep screaming 'til they hear you out