This is a song about "Space rocks"

Say you through will all my foul ways

I look ahead, i see outer space

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

Go on get lost, kick rocks,

And grow up to smoke rocks.

Bitch got all them booty shots

Fuck kicking rocks im kicking boulders,

Where my, soldiers, my true thug rollers

Never can i straight face

We're running out of space,

Colosseum cell bars, 2 men enter no space

Put expressions in their music and create the face

Plenty of space to park

Soon as we start

Couple shows gave a nigga life

He slings rocks, stashes his knife