Featuring: Yelawolf

Producer: Stophouse Music Group

[Hook]
Up up and away
Take me away
Light-speed on the game
To know where I come from, is to know it's all the same

[Verse One]
Gimme a match and I'll light that fire
Little bitta' gasoline and I'll hit that star
Battle Galatic-uh on a wire
Enterprise is bound to go higher

Up up and away!
Ain't nobody handin' shit out but a lock and chain
When ya locked and loaded in a boxing ring
I got this game in a box of things

But as for now man, I'm stuck on this earth
Build my pad as a vessel man I'mma make this shit WORK!

Bottle up dreams, swallow up beams(?), lightning strikes clean
So when this shit hits I'll be ready for it with a pair of metal jeans
Triple beam kerosene dreams
Barely seen fiends
Carelessly embarrassed outta their parents
'Clarance(?) has a dream'

High in the clouds
Push and puff bubble kush right to the mouth
Can't live life in the hall
About to take off
Thank god
Take off right now!

[Hook]

[Verse Two]
Night owl style, I'm a wild child
Eat air, shit clouds
I run 'em out in my house
What I'm talkin' is POW POW!

Cut out the top of a ceiling
Got a hole in my house it's another feeling
Stuck in the stars, (?)
Buckle up man I think I'm teething

But as for now man, I'm stuck on this earth
Build my mic as a vessel I'mma make this shit work

I'm outta this world
Can't nobody compare me to these Earls
Carelessly I be thorough
Think about the next stop guess pot pit stop I REFILL

I keep ill, I eat skills
I climb mountains I need thrills
Keep a couple dollar bills under my collar
So when I pop know that I don't mean pills!
Oh be real! Homie chill!
Only kill to open deals

I take off and leave, naw(?)
I can't hear y'all like Evander Holyfield

[Hook] x2

Up up and away!
Rocketman, Rocketman!
Up up and away
Pack my bags, pack my bags!
X2

Lets go lets go (Lightspeed on the game)
All y'all lames, all y'all lames (Know that it's all the same)
X2


Up up and away!
Rocketman, rocketman!
Up up and away
Pack my bags, pack my bags!
X2

Prof

For Prof, the worlds of fact and fiction are often intertwined, as he balances on a fine line between real-life experiences and yet unfulfilled fantasies. The Minneapolis rapper has made a robust career for himself by crafting memorable songs about everything from heartache to arson to wild adventures with women. These terrific tales and his dynamic stage show have led to concerts and tours across the country, and have exposed him to life-altering experiences. They also planted a seed.

An accomplished and open-minded artist, Prof first started playing with a concept in one of his rhyme books years ago. As the idea germinated, the Minnesota artist decided to apply it to his life and his neighborhood while tapping into his vast imagination and his remarkable life. The result is Prof’s new album on Rhymesayers Entertainment, Powderhorn Suites, a wide-ranging artistic tour de force that places him among rap’s most gifted auteurs. “There’s so many different things happening in a hotel at one time,” Prof explains. “Somebody’s doing drugs. Somebody’s having sex. There’s a fight over there. Someone’s trying to get some rest over here. There’s just so much going on in one place.”

The same can be said for Powderhorn Suites, a remarkable rollercoaster of a project that hits stunning highs and features dramatic lows. “Squad Goals” rollicks along with a festive beat and a nod to the “U Name It” challenge, while the liberating “Outside Baby” celebrates women who are vocal during sex. With the tense “Numbers,” Prof, Muja Messiah and Taylor J detail the struggles that come with trying to make ends meet. Then on “Fire Lessons,” Prof draws from the real-life anger and emotion he felt after a tense night in which he was chased by police and hit rock bottom. The album concludes with a stunningly powerful group of songs in which Prof analyzes the lasting effects of a dysfunctional upbringing (“Flower Boy”), ends a relationship with his soulmate (“The Ending”), and gives himself a moment to be proud of his accomplishments (“Karma Legend”).