This is a song about "Cold war space race"

Waking up in cold sweat with gulf war syndrome

You gotta learn how to walk on your own

No ho, acquainted with the floor

Money is worst than a war

The holy war, the spiritual troops

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

Can't stop so do you want to race,

In his body and face

Always felt like a six day war

Or something that you paid for

My bad, i just wanna gaze into space/

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

My bad, i just wanna gaze into space

Yeah that girl is thick, top heavy for days

Will i ever win the war

Then the world ain't no trick no more