This is a song about "Black holes in space"

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

Fully chrome alone prone to put holes in you unknowingly cold in the solo

Holes in they sweater, from my lyrical beretta

Is never that's equivalent to me and sarah

Every one deals with it, everyone in the fucking interplanetary space!

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

From my location in space, a sphere covered in rubble

No conspiracy, my fate is inevitable

Floatin in space time is all i know

I'm rolling down the window

Holes in skulls, that stuff is my sleeping pill

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

Ox up in my pocket, i'll lock shit, from the peep holes,