This is a song about "Hippie time and space"

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

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

And all women who had light features, see

But like space and time i stretch wide indefinitely

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Dattle, strap in you're saddle, you're just a waste of space and a disgrace to

Lost in this space called time it feels like i'm losing my mind

I'm abusing the sunshine so i'm technically blind

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

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

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

Playing soccer, stupid, stay in a sucker's place

Go and get it motherfucker, if you murder kids

The white and black are fighting back, explode like space comets,