This is a song about "Space men"

Pluck ya ace, take ya girl, fuck her face

Been tryin my best to give you your space

Three j's took me this high

Cause men lie, women lie

I miss the better days

We're running out of space,

Overall, your lost in deep space,

Driving my car to a foreign place

Niggas start listenin', and what i'm givin' them

Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men

My bad, i just wanna gaze into space

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men