This is a song about "Dead space"

Beat out all console space invader rapers

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Baby got that super bass

We're running out of space,

I ain't looking in her eyes but her face

To put up with or tolerate this waste of space

One more thing, i hope you understand your impact on our race

Music getting louder, bass is bumping out in outer space

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways

My bad, i just wanna gaze into space/

Put expressions in their music and create the face

My bad, i just wanna gaze into space

Is to be more than just a rap musicianthe elevation of today's generation

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

Remmember i'm jade not a waist of space

They say that i never cease to amaze