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

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

Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

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

Getting through to the parallel universe where i see my clone

So you finally got the nerve

I'm talkin about the universe,

Perverse, already fucked the universe/

I refuse to be another being on this earth

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

I'm losing my connection to you, but i'm trying to believe

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Dress differently, should make your own fashion.

The universe is expanding

Hating my macking, they asking

I spit these words to try and reverse the curse of our universe

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth