This is a song about "Pussy by space normal distorted beings"

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

Theyre human beings, they dont need to be graded

See these lights got me on another level

So being different is what makes you normal

Only way to leave is by smoking this j, and drifting away, into space,

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

Cause this album pack enough evil

Just so i can feel normal,

I may not be normal,

Never wrong at any level

Her heart rate slows to normal

I'm mental, it's instrumental

Saeed alisha i miss you, god bless my brother’s soul

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