This is a song about "Political organization of space"

You could love it or hate it but he was prime time

Get out of my face, you have your own space stay out of mine

Meet me by the entrance of the tube

Drowning in the political soup

We're running out of space,

It'll last for all these crazy days

Aware plus political, 'cause though they claim that every man created equal

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

But i know i see better days

Remmember i'm jade not a waist of space

At an extremly alarming rate

Your waist of space while i levitate

Fire starter put me anywhere i just blaze

I look ahead, i see outer space

Experimentation with inflation, float away in space and place a space station,

Is to be more than just a rap musicianthe elevation of today's generation