This is a song about "Kerbal space program"

Were the 2 it our names space bar space bar you. if you dout me

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways

Remmember i'm jade not a waist of space

Them ignorant thrashing mothafuckers is my gang

Ruining your life just to pay for there gay ass program.

I look ahead, i see outer space

Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

My plots foreseen, you dorks'll fall between warps of time and space

Like twenty-five to life never crossed they mindtell me young nigga never learned a thang

Like the son of goku, but son know i do not gohan, i goham, ho check the program/

We're running out of space,

Don't you fall from grace

Na you better stop n brace, imma send you to space

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days