This is a song about "703"

Yeah im in orbit like an astronaut

This is the part where we run hip hop

Astronaut point of view takin in the panorama

Throw him off the banister, shoot him on camera

Unaware of the sucess that was on the horizon

Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

I sent god the message now im waiting for the answer

My eyes are open now im seeing in a different manner

I get it crackin' like the lips of a nigger, actor

Yeah you know i got that work

Even though it sounds absurd

They'd only be happy with a minstrel actor

Aint concerned with the shit talking and the chitter chatter

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers

Cuz none of it really matters