This is a song about "A potato went to war in space n a tropical island"

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

Renting out the space in my head, it's got a vacancy

You went over to a friends and got fucked deep in that ass crack

I deserve a medal, i lap 'em every track

I'm on a playground, and i'm looking just to start a war.

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

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

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

They sent a nigga to outer space just to get lifted

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

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

The aftermath is y'allsi told ya last album, we need help cause we dying

Went to another with my red complexion , knew i was a thief in hiding

Something worth dying for

Trying to maintain in this war