H.S

Now and then, we all get a thought that stops us in our track

Am I living to my full potential?

Or am I holding myself back?

You gotta stop with that shit 'cause you're p-p-perfect

Shake off that analysis paralysis (paralysis)

If you need some help to see

Take a lesson from space

They say Pluto's not a planet

Do you think that Pluto gives a shit?

Pluto is not gonna quit

'Cause Pluto can take a hit

And Pluto knows what Pluto is

And Pluto knows that Pluto's

Hot shit

And you know Pluto knows it

"I won't ever be a planet

It don't matter 'cause I know that I'm still"

Hot shit

"And you're hot shit too, so get out of your brain

And just do what you're supposed to do"

Hot shit

And you know Pluto knows it

Expect some fuckin' magic from the dwarf planet

Hot shit

"And you're hot shit too, so get out of your way

And just do what you were born to do"

Before Pluto got wise and said "gosh dang it"

It's true Pluto was jealous of them big other planets

But did you know that Jupiter, the biggest by far

Was also jealous 'cause the dorks on earth called him a failed star?

The star that he was jealous of was called our sun

Who was herself consumed with thoughts that she would never become

A big black hole

She would constantly chase the dream to be so big

That she could eat time and space

A quadrillion miles away, a place the sun could not see

There sat a bad bitch suckin' up reality

Who turned her gaze into the center of our galaxy

And said, "When I'm supermassive yeah, I'll be happy"

But the biggest, baddest, supermassive thing to exist

Spun in the middle of them all and said "I think I'm seein' shit"

"I've seen a perfect protostar

I've seen a triple quasar

But I've never seen a dwarf planet go this hard"

Hot shit

And you know Pluto knows it

"I don't need to be a planet 'cause I know that I'm still worth it baby"

Hot shit

"And you're hot shit too, so stop doubting yourself

And just feel this cosmic groove"

Hot shit

And you know Pluto knows it

Expect some fuckin' naughty from this heavenly body, yeah

Hot shit

"And you're hot shit too, so look up to the stars

The universe was made for you"

Now and then I get the thought that stops me in my tracks

Am I talking about space too much?

I should really try to cut back

I've gotta stop with that shit 'cause I'm p-p-perfect

Space is fucking cool and so are you

If you let me talk about space with you

Hot shit

And you know that I know it

I won't ever be an astronaut

But I'm still hot like Halley's Comet

Hot shit

And you're hot shit too, so let's shoot for the stars

I'll bet we land on the moon (Hot shit)

Do you like my space metaphor? (Hot shit)

Would you like to know what I use it for?

To prove to you that you are hot shit, too

Now get out of my room and show this planet what hot shit do

Hot shit