This is a song about "Kerbal space program"

So they just keep going, saying nigga in his face

Remmember i'm jade not a waist of space

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

I'mma keep it real kid i’m just hatinain’t a opportunity i ain’t take close chase

Experimentation with inflation, float away in space and place a space station,

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

Got patron sippin' in my cup, hey, where's your man

So here's a new program where you can get yo own jam

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

Spray your face with mace till you start to see space

Don't worry big girls, my dick can take the space

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

We was high school peers, in junior high

Flowing in space saying goodbye