This is a song about "Space boobs"

You aint strapped like saggy boobs

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

Been tryin my best to give you your space

Move like i’m walking with an open case

Higher than the milky way as i reside in outer space

Love the game know this is coming from a different place

Taking off into space, gravity cannot handle me

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

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

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

We're running out of space,

You're that secret place