This is a song about "Space 1990 b"

U about to get murdered b

Took my heart away from money

Remmember i'm jade not a waist of space

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days

My bad, i just wanna gaze into space

I’m turned up, i can’t feel my face

Or cause i’m black, hmmm maybe

I don't need no props b/

I dare you, come at me b

No it ain't easy

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Ain't rapping like i was another slow b/

[b] rogers, yeah really no bluff

I'm breathing for a purpose

We got money to go get baby

Nah you flow whacker than lil' b