This is a song about "Space boobs"

Ben stiller, zoolander, same face

Been tryin my best to give you your space

And when theres booze their is boobs

And still got my nike boots

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

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

A sister with big boobs and tight ass and a brother who go in 4th class

I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass

Tears that our fore fathers cry

Flowing in space saying goodbye

Spray your face with mace till you start to see space

They say that i never cease to amaze

Your waist of space while i levitate

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

Overseas or outer space

And pray for better days