This is a song about "Hippie time and space"

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

Nothing but my dreams matterhoping for better days

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

But you never come when you period is five days

Then '09 came, them bad record sales

You're wasting space like junk mail and sperm whales,

But like space and time i stretch wide indefinitely

They giving pounds and that before get the money

Fake people who waste space and shot guns

And god blessed me with a lot of patience