This is a song about "Delivering balloons to spacemen"

Like i'm a preacher delivering a sermon at church,

So i stay moderately buzzed, fighting the urge

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

I mean of course just the same old

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

Pray to god to bless you

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though

Delivering a crushing blow, have you gushing from places you didnt know.

To get to hold your hand

They got me trapped

Shit, in this white man's world

Smoke to much weed to burnt,

Cause i can’t wait much longer

To complain to him or her