This is a song about "Space boobs"

Playing soccer, stupid, stay in a sucker's place

My bad, i just wanna gaze into space/

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

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

And my weed man should just sell flutes

I was like damn girl nice boobs,

Still got my nike boots

You aint strapped like saggy boobs

Overseas or outer space

This is no trial, this a closed case

That's word to ksa i'm trying to make sunnier days

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

Dreamin on a lullaby

Flowing in space saying goodbye