This is a song about "Galaxy"

Where i can free at hand, eat candy with easter bunnies

The malady a galaxy of self-fulfilling prophecies

Yeah, napoleanpicture me sipping on 1-5-1drunk then a motherfucker

Fill up a buster, my skill is bigger then a galaxy cluster.

Defiant to this red giant, i'm not dying, flying out of this galaxy

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see