This is a song about "Things drifting away"

Realising that world leans on things

But this ain't physics or rocket science

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

Ripping and, drifting a#side like a part of my souls been taken for #life

See we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

And let me tell you this we aint drifting apart,

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

Only way to leave is by smoking this j, and drifting away, into space,

Now i'm thinkin about doin some bad things

Not king james, these were coke kings

Cause real niggas do real things

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Or maybe far away

She can't know where my mother stay

Don't want to be the king

Hymn drifting to a grim sibling