This is a song about "Negros in space"

I see them faggots in space and i don't need a hubble

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Then they'll play with mario brothers when it was duck hunt

Changing the pace in my flow as i gaze into space and,

Flowing in space saying goodbye

We ain't doing armani, this is hermes fly

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

Trapped in space with my own gun and an empty clip

I'll gaze in space and change the pace, i'll be the saving grace,

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

In a space ship while they screaming at me: "let's just be friends!"

Not too many options when you coming from the projects