This is a song about "Andromeda galaxy"

Fill up a buster, my skill is bigger then a galaxy cluster.

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger

The malady a galaxy of self-fulfilling prophecies

Still hear that laughin' under breath while the orlando police

Defiant to this red giant, i'm not dying, flying out of this galaxy

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree