This is a song about "Space 1990 b"

Ain't rapping like i was another slow b/

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

First name dizzy last name b

Like hoes down in magic city

My bad, i just wanna gaze into space/

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

B-b-back to the #future making bread out of #toast,

Nah you flow whacker than lil' b

Bitch, they call it motor city

Remmember i'm jade not a waist of space

Im drowning down, i couldn't dodge the wave

Da real queen spellin b

Dc, man over money

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways

I look ahead, i see outer space