This is a song about "Planets in the milky way"

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray

You see, the internet is bad for you in every way,

You left your nigga on his own

Nothing in my way shootin for the thrown

I make the motherfucking planets align,

My world a little darker, like a fuckin' tan line

My rhyming's contained in the slightest haze, you couldn't write this way

P.s hey, how long will they mourn you? forever and a day

Thinkin' why it's not south beach everyday

I don't see your dumb ass ego's in the way

Kids in the wildy get the fuck out of my way

Me and my homieskick it like everyday

Shootin past the sun, outta the milky way unlike any rocket

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

When the planets meet proper conditions and positions,

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips