This is a song about "Life on other worlds"

You other mc's stay on the same page change the chapter please

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

A cocaine measurer, part time lover

Buried and killed by the worlds eighth wonder

I have the patience to let other mcs get on the microphone

But my vision has inclined to some interscope, and its home

So you finally got the nerve

On the tissue like other nasal germs

Baby im on my other shit,

After that moscato hit

Worlds in your hands now, better believe

Tina perm your fucking weave

Like the first nintendo, the blinking red light

You in a box and i'm on the other side