Look, if you had one shot or one opportunity To seize everything you ever wanted – One moment Would you capture it or just let it slip?

His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy

There’s vomit in the cockpit already, mom’s spaghetti

He’s nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready

To drop buildings, but he keeps on forgettin Where tp bring the plane down, the whole crowd goes so loud

He opens his mouth, but the words won’t come out

He’s chokin, how everybody’s jokin now The clock’s run out, time’s up over, blow Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity Oh there goes Muhammad, he choked He’s so mad, but he won’t give up that easy no He won’t have it , he knows his whole back’s to these ropes It don’t matter he’s dope, he knows that But he’s broke, he’s so stacked that he knows When he goes back to his heavenly home That’s when it’s back to the lab again yo This whole jihadist shit He better go capture this moment and hope it don’t pass him