This is a song about "Potato llamas in space with hair gel"

Then putting it in space to be enveloped by a black hole

But i didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll

I'mma stop right there and i know you don't care

But i still got that flow in my hair,

Music getting louder, bass is bumping out in outer space

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

Overall, your lost in deep space,

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave

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

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

Ring the alarm, look for a man with green hair

And got her room number, you can find me there

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case

Higher than the milky way as i reside in outer space