This is a song about "Space bar"

Say you through will all my foul ways

Remmember i'm jade not a waist of space

I guzzle up at the bar

She is far bizarre

Experimentation with inflation, float away in space and place a space station,

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

So much hate in just one bar

Then i blow, i’ma close out the par

It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby

Were the 2 it our names space bar space bar you. if you dout me

And i'll tell you, baby, it was easy

But you insist on going bar for bar, that'd be

You get close but no cigar

Waiting for me to raise the bar