This is a song about "Space rocks"

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

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Hang here cuz people's previously sold rocks?

Remmember i'm jade not a waist of space

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

K.n.b., abstrakt, and motherfuckers, kick rocks,

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

Yeah that girl is thick, top heavy for days

Colosseum cell bars, 2 men enter no space

Had to escape the life

He slings rocks, stashes his knife

I've seen the drug busts, cocaine cooked into crack rocks,

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

The projects to the urban hood, where bitches pop rocks,

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots