This is a song about "The universe"

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

Like writing the answers to the universe in the underwater sand.

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

Well you can have the world 'cause the universe is ours/

So call alica keys, cause #no #one is going to stop me from going ham on the universe/

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

Best rapper on the planet? nah, the universe

Ain't get my message, was no signal when i was texting

It's more than a blessing, its the universe expressing

The universe is diverse but stuck me with this curse

Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers

Where my soldiers at, no longer drug dealers

The nerve to to averse the universe in mirth