This is a song about "Bill of rights blank space"

I hope to live in a big house with a huge amount of space/

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Case of the stage fright, drawin a blank like

Look, we gone have some fun tonight

Read in between those blank sheets of paper, then you’ll see,

I'm leaving you for the last time, baby

'cus the space of gaming's expanding baby

Once as a slave who imagined being free

And you'll probably lose your mind tryna save face

My plots foreseen, you dorks'll fall between warps of time and space

Dattle, strap in you're saddle, you're just a waste of space and a disgrace to

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Nothing but my dreams matterhoping for better days

To put up with or tolerate this waste of space

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

Remember stand up for ur rights