This is a song about "Space"

Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace

Don't worry big girls, my dick can take the space

It came to the point he couldn't look 'em in the face

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

Thinking of bliss and the good days

You're a waste of time, a waste of space,

Wordplay for days, smoking haze for days

Remmember i'm jade not a waist of space

Say you through will all my foul ways

Overall, your lost in deep space,

Music getting louder, bass is bumping out in outer space

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

My bad, i just wanna gaze into space/

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

To put up with or tolerate this waste of space

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days