This is a song about "Outer core"

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

Reaching the core at its rottenest, monopoly marketed,

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

Undetectable pounding of our hearts beating as one to the core

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

Feeling these lace disses like a stubbed toe, bro i rhyme beyond outer space/

Speed up, patience, please cause

Inner core, intercourse

One more thing, i hope you understand your impact on our race

Higher than the milky way as i reside in outer space

They sent a nigga to outer space just to get lifted

Just take them clothes off oh look you got your hair did

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Girl you got a lovely outer surface

Music getting louder, bass is bumping out in outer space

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face