This is a song about "Space dicks"

And shrimp might run and tell the pigs

Then i stabbed in their dicks

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

Remmember i'm jade not a waist of space

What you do ain't even called sucking each other's dicks

Smokin' weed like it ain't no thing, so even kids

Driving my car to a foreign place

Overseas or outer space

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

Either ur a masochist or love being packed with dicks

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