This is a song about "Dark station"

This boa, what's your motivation

This is the end station

Experimentation with inflation, float away in space and place a space station,

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

Shot in the dark, shot in the dark

Like a small garage in your backyard

Oh-kay, here's the situation

Got me rushed to the station

So ray j went straight to the radio station

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

My talent should take me places i've never been

Recording in the bathroom at the gas station,

Wandering pondering how far till the next gas station

Waiting for the perfect time for conversation

Every other week im in the station

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin