This is a song about "Akash the astrounaut"

So if you wanna leave

Thinkin of the the dreams

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

Where the fuck the chorus

That's why i shine like i does

The more battles the better the flows

Guess i’m different than most

High as shit, i’m in a booth

Saw the bombs on the news

Hold my pistoland wrap your arms around a nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Endless the days, forever the nights,

When i get my hands on nines