This is a song about "Space travel"

Sorry momma i'm grown, i must travel alone

Inhibitions is gone, she just want to be known

We're running out of space,

I’m turned up, i can’t feel my face

Overall, your lost in deep space,

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways

Colosseum cell bars, 2 men enter no space

The third one is mixed, white and black

The wedding tape makes me travel back

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played

I travel long distance just to stuff your body in a crate

To travel all the plains, and the plane within plains,

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

My bad, i just wanna gaze into space/

Playing soccer, stupid, stay in a sucker's place