This is a song about "A city of neon lights in space which concludes an epic journey"

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

I hope to live in a big house with a huge amount of space/

Cork in a bottle ima send you out in a space shuttle

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle

Dattle, strap in you're saddle, you're just a waste of space and a disgrace to

Champaign by your tub, rose pedals as she walk, you know the floor don't need to see you

In this city of angels no one care that he

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

My pistol close in handconvinced this is my year

In the "city of lights", it's hard to see clear

Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit

Trapped in space with my own gun and an empty clip

Like a hit movie, this shit epic

Me and you just need to talk a bit

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

Then putting it in space to be enveloped by a black hole