This is a song about "Lost in a space race with rat face rascals"

Now u don't have a face to save, so don't be mad you lost the race

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

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

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

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

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

They don't hear my bark

Rat race no rat flow hard

The marathon of this game always changes in pace

In a no-rules race,quick with the phase

I smacked him in his face with an eraser, chased him with a stapler

I am not paying no motherfucking retail for purple label this summer

I'm a lost soul, twisted lyricist with mischief in store

Was on my grind cause times were harder than a cellar floor

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

Spray your face with mace till you start to see space