This is a song about "Space invaders"

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

Higher than the milky way as i reside in outer space

To put up with or tolerate this waste of space

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

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

My bad, i just wanna gaze into space/

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

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

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

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

Plenty of space to park

I'm so intact so i stay sharp