This is a song about "Space pirates"

Lookin' at me, now they know my face

My bad, i just wanna gaze into space/

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

But i know i see better days

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

She don't even need a job, got one anyways

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

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

Overall, your lost in deep space,

And i got them gold bottles, first place

Spray your face with mace till you start to see space

And any connotation is viewed many ways

But you never come when you period is five days

I stay to spout youre all my spouse within space

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

Remmember i'm jade not a waist of space