This is a song about "Crawling out of a dark space in life"

"can we get much higher?" of course since we're living in a dark fantasy/

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

The life of a rapper, swimming in champagne

Before i get to t.i.a. i'm sure to make her rain

Champaign by your tub, rose pedals as she walk, you know the floor don't need to see you

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

Music getting louder, bass is bumping out in outer space

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

Ahead in life and out of bed

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

Got out of the dark, it was refreshing but a tussle

You're a waste of time, a waste of space,

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways