This is a song about "Make your own connection to the universe"

'' you got no bars '' so your words no connection

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Dress differently, should make your own fashion.

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

So he decided to stay out there in the universe is all alone..

Im king of the universe

We should fuck each others mothers

But oddly, you're the one who needs to take your own, advice

Nobody gives a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

Said fifty for a song, and they won’t leave me alone

The shit you do to me is no fault of your own,

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

Perverse, already fucked the universe/

The universe is expanding

And this will be the song that we sing