This is a song about "Our place in space"

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

I walk around like a space cadet, place your bets

The space between our raps is a vast void

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

Music getting louder, bass is bumping out in outer space

Were the 2 it our names space bar space bar you. if you dout me

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

She don't even need a job, got one anyways

The police knew our house like a fuckin donut place

But i know i see better days

I must be in a different place

Nothing but my dreams matterhoping for better days

I hope to live in a big house with a huge amount of space/

Trapped in space with my own gun and an empty clip

Man these songs that i made in my bedroom and shit