This is a song about "Personal space"

I ain't looking in her eyes but her face

My bad, i just wanna gaze into space

Certainly working on personal courtesies

This song about you, then you probably need to leave

Overseas or outer space

Yeah hail mary full of grace

My own personal blimp saying,"nobody is above."

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

If it wasn't bad enough your labels are hoeing you

Personal bus driver, take you to school and church too

If i die today was it business? was it personal?

I'm throwin around broads playing monkey in the middle

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

To further personal gain and interest, and see there's evidence,

Looking for them better days

We're running out of space,