This is a song about "A city of neon lights in the future which is your new home and takes place in outer space"

Forreal, i got a pole in the basement

And my flow glow in the dark like neon and

My head space is bigger than the whole of home depot

Face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches planking though

They chase you a like mouse in the city of the bronx.

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

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

Stallion of the year: medallions in my ear

Cause everybody else did it i had to save face

Music getting louder, bass is bumping out in outer space

Its so simple to see things from a genius perspective

These hieroglyphs, he lights the spliff, and takes a whiff/

I never use a fork i always spoon her

And then in the future, a weaver

It's enough to make you crazy, it's fuckin with my domeya only live once on this earth

Decided to step in what a beautiful place so big yet full of space i see creatures