This time, we takin’ over
Outer space, goin’ solar
Back then, they showed no love
Punch drunk, hungover, huh
Punch drunk, hungover on love
I had to learn to read between the lines
Overboard when they mention me in Times
Know the Lord’s intervention was divine
Political and social tensions on decline
Not to mention, they forget to mention
How I’m swingin’ through like Sonny Liston in his prime
Used to dream about this every day
The way they hear, they livin’ me
I know some church goin’ women prayed
What’s worse is livin’ in conditions made
Hurts from takin’ good men away
Fathers in the penitentiary
Mothers fightin’ for a livin’ wage
But this time, we takin’ over
Outer space, goin’ solar
Punch drunk, hungover
Punch drunk, hungover
Over on love