This is a song about "Nocturnal space trip"

You're reaching new heights, and i ain't kiss you just a little

Dealin with fright in a bright light like i'm nocturnal,

We're running out of space,

But she took it in his place

Experimentation with inflation, float away in space and place a space station,

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

Flowing in space saying goodbye

Dump that bitch in the sly

Soo be ready for a painful trip.

That white whip sit like a slight wrist slit

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways

Remmember i'm jade not a waist of space

Overall, your lost in deep space,

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

Put expressions in their music and create the face

My bad, i just wanna gaze into space/