This is a song about "Space"

Ya'll don't move em' you dudes is at that slow pace

To put up with or tolerate this waste of space

Ben stiller, zoolander, same face

We're running out of space,

Been tryin my best to give you your space

See money talk and these days

Beat out all console space invader rapers

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Na you better stop n brace, imma send you to space

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

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

My plots foreseen, you dorks'll fall between warps of time and space

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

Every one deals with it, everyone in the fucking interplanetary space!

No wonder why when times get hard

Plenty of space to park