This is a song about "Space"

We're running out of space,

You're that secret place

I stay to spout youre all my spouse within space

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways

Remmember i'm jade not a waist of space

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

Higher than the milky way as i reside in outer space

Colosseum cell bars, 2 men enter no space

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

This is no trial, this a closed case

My bad, i just wanna gaze into space/

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

Nothing but my dreams matterhoping for better days

Flowing in space saying goodbye

You know i want a piece of that pie