This is a song about "Floating in space"

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

We call energy floating and fluctuating in flux poetry, whoa its me.

Verizon dissed me too cause i was too political

Cork in a bottle ima send you out in a space shuttle

With a group of bitchs we're like fishes they got tendense to get wetter man you can drown in there

Floating in the quietness, fortifying my alliances, lost in the air,

I hope to live in a big house with a huge amount of space/

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

Every one deals with it, everyone in the fucking interplanetary space!

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip

Trapped in space with my own gun and an empty clip

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

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

Renting out the space in my head, it's got a vacancy

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy