This is a song about "Renting spaces"

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

Renting out the space in my head, it's got a vacancy

So fill up the spaces with the message that is given,

You can all get hit and we ain't lenient to women

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

My aces got mad body cases, preserve spaces at the horse races

My nigga, its all love

Genocide to white spaces

So the spaces you find, fucked up as my mind is bitch

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

I can't see yalet's show these fools how we do it over on this west side

I actually put words inbetween words, instead of spaces, i rap like