This is a song about "Einstiens time and space"

It's time for a bloody foot you little rabbit

Trapped in space with my own gun and an empty clip

Yeah hail mary full of grace

Overseas or outer space

Only way to leave is by smoking this j, and drifting away, into space,

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

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,

I'll gaze in space and change the pace, i'll be the saving grace,

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case

I just tap bitches, stack riches, slap and smack 'em, gaze in space,

He said that he rather put the pump to his face

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