This is a song about "Personal space"

We're running out of space,

Caught in a maze

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

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

It'll last for all these crazy days

Overall, your lost in deep space,

Personal bus driver, take you to school and church too

Bitches dissappoint you but money won’t ever stress you

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news

My personal use for a personal boost, flavored juice

Like i wasn't going for like mix-tape of the year

So please don't take it personal, the ending is clear

Im here to get personal an slaughter you, maybe your daughter to, be scared of what ill do

Get out the waykeisha now coming throughaye shawty what it dolet’s talk about me and you

Fuck a personal foul, i'm just hurtin' 'em now

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow