This is a song about "Space dandy"

Henny in my cup don't need no chase

I look ahead, i see outer space

They're scrapping in alleys, acting real dandy as the magazines clappin'

For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin

Spray your face with mace till you start to see space

Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith

Yeah hail mary full of grace

Overall, your lost in deep space,

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

Thinking of bliss and the good days

Plenty of space to park

See, and now life seem hard

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

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

Music getting louder, bass is bumping out in outer space

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case