

Rolling down a highway that don't exist in your year
dashboard's already showing a future that's clear
I don't need directions,
I just follow the glow
every road leads forward when you're built to go
This the Kessler Line,
Kessler Line
running laps around your whole timeline
Kessler Line,
Kessler Line I'm already there before you cross the sign
They clock my speed,
say it don't make sense
I clock the look on their face,
priceless, no expense
Every generation thinks they built
the fastest thing
then I roll up in a car that makes next year's model
look like a has-been
This the Kessler Line,
Kessler Line
running laps around your whole timeline
Kessler Line,
Kessler Line I'm already there before you cross the sign