This is a song about "Disorientated spaces"

She can make a pimp fall in love

Genocide to white spaces

You headin' to his car for some sexi pass by, can't hold back tears inside

I actually put words inbetween words, instead of spaces, i rap like

So fill up the spaces with the message that is given,

With a tear they try to tell me but i never listen

And these artists don't need me they already rich

So the spaces you find, fucked up as my mind is bitch

My aces got mad body cases, preserve spaces at the horse races

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush