This is a song about "Alien space farts"

Pluck ya ace, take ya girl, fuck her face

Colosseum cell bars, 2 men enter no space

Let's face it, i can’t replace

We're running out of space,

An alien to the public but stop fussing

Good evening, uhm, everybody listening

Don't take more than i can get to prevent waste

But i've got the farts, well contained

Overall, your lost in deep space,

In his body and face

Yeah hail mary full of grace

Overseas or outer space

Me and satan vacatin to ancient alien places

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

See, where i come from is hard

Plenty of space to park