This is a song about "Space exploration"

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

Ya'll don't move em' you dudes is at that slow pace

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

Na you better stop n brace, imma send you to space

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Mind into visionary realms of exploration,

It came to the point he couldn't look 'em in the face

Don't worry big girls, my dick can take the space

Thinking of bliss and the good days

Overseas or outer space

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

Every one deals with it, everyone in the fucking interplanetary space!

I stay to spout youre all my spouse within space

He said that he rather put the pump to his face

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

My plots foreseen, you dorks'll fall between warps of time and space