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
that shit
'cause you're p-p-perfect
Shake off that
analysis 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
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
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
