This is a song about "Buzz caldrons space masturbation"

Remmember i'm jade not a waist of space

She don't even need a job, got one anyways

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

Plenty of space to park

He comes back sometimes and tries to ruin my buzz

The look of no hope on my niggas' faces

Masked by my buzz, fuck savin' face,

But i know i see better days

This is no trial, this a closed case

My bad, i just wanna gaze into space

They frontin', they charles s. dutton movin' garbage

While i be blowing buzz, you be blowing your bloody nose, bitch