This is a song about "Shuttle rocket falls in love with the mason jar"

Never coming back, i'm an ape in a rocket!

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

Rocket my name i know you love it

If i call your hotline and pay 29.99 shit

One more thing, i hope you understand your impact on our race

Like the ripper body parts collected in a jar like leather face

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Fall in love with defeat, throw my endeavors on the shelf

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Falls onto me to stretch the joints with immediacy,

Cork in a bottle ima send you out in a space shuttle

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

The only thing i did wrong was make it possible

In my herb shuttle with a white bitch feeling lustful

Fell in love with a monster....

My knees on the ground, dear father