Unless I got the world in the palm of my hand
And they hold me up like a champion
One thing I know
Is I'm never coming home again
Unless I'm weightless and I ride the sky
And I see my name in the shining lights
If it's all in my head, and the road never ends, ends
I'm never coming home again
I'm never coming home again
I'm never coming home
Let's get this road trip started, into the unknown, uncharted
Looking for a better day, I'm booking me a getaway, where there's hope there's hardship
I'ma roam in the vastness, but the road to Nirvana's, not my home where my heart is
If I light up the house in a fire, my doubts won't grow in the darkness
One-way ticket with a plan to, kill it till I'm bigger tell my critics I'll be back soon
I'll be chilling in the back room, rather fall through the cracks than be living in a vacuum
Won't rest till I'm bona fide, each step I'ma own it like
I know if I created my success then I'm the architect of my own demise
Gotta try believe I'm unstoppable, cannot fly free if we all got to fall
Never coming home if I'm only, satisfied to achieve the impossible
Until then I'm chasing the vision, made it my mission to escape from the system
So the place I live in ain't my prison
Unless I got the world in the palm of my hand
And they hold me up like a champion
One thing I know
Is I'm never coming home again
Unless I'm weightless and I ride the sky
And I see my name in the shining lights
If it's all in my head, and the road never ends, ends
I'm never coming home again
I'm never coming home again
I'm never coming home
Nah, nah, nah, he's not coming home till he conquers
Till he runs the industry, owns the factory, till he's Willy Wonka
They really feel he pretty bonkers, till he tantamount to a God he'll be godless
Really need a crown, he a monster, acting out like Millie Bobby Brown or Billy Bob is
He a Hillatoppa, in that top spot, but drop off?
It's where they really want ya, they'll jump on the numbers like hopscotch
So put numbers on the board like a math tutor, numbers on the board like a mass shooter
Smash through the back to the front, can't fall off, Hans Gruber
Lambs to the slaughter in my playpen, dance to the pen plays mayhem
Never complacent, bounce off the walls like echo location
Never can rest like I dreamt of Wes Craven, never play safe and never vacation
Never come home 'less they decorating my chest full of medals and I get an ovation
Never coming home again
I walk the road that never ends
I'm never coming home again
I walk the road that never ends
Unless I got the world in the palm of my hand
And they hold me up like a champion
One thing I know
Is I'm never coming home again
Unless I'm weightless and I ride the sky
And I see my name in the shining lights
If it's all in my head, and the road never ends, ends
I'm never coming home again
