This is a song about "The essence of time and space"

Absurd waste of earth space, takin' up all the commercial play

Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

Mixed with pain, anger, and hateful rage, the essence of youth,

Just the perfect time, just to master mine

Amp up the meaning of words and crush time after time.

I ain't really famous but the ladies need my picture though

My head space is bigger than the whole of home depot

The essence of my mind, the essence of a crime

Art design, archin' mine, fresno to clarke i'm fine

Changing the pace in my flow as i gaze into space and,

I know mario's on the hook, but i was playing duck hunt

My plots foreseen, you dorks'll fall between warps of time and space

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days