This is a song about "Galaxy"

The malady a galaxy of self-fulfilling prophecies

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

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

When i'm digging in her pussy, i'm never using a rubber

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