This is a song about "Burrito galaxy"

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

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

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

The malady a galaxy of self-fulfilling prophecies

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

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her