This is a song about "Space cowboy"

We're running out of space,

I’m turned up, i can’t feel my face

Flowing in space saying goodbye

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

Beat out all console space invader rapers

They ain't say that then they wouldn't be haters

Overall, your lost in deep space,

Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace

Is to be more than just a rap musicianthe elevation of today's generation

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

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

Taking off into space, gravity cannot handle me

Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith

Colosseum cell bars, 2 men enter no space

And you'll probably lose your mind tryna save face

To put up with or tolerate this waste of space