This is a song about "Time and space"

One more thing, i hope you understand your impact on our race

I'll gaze in space and change the pace, i'll be the saving grace,

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

Go to hell and get rape, penetrate by demons in the torment space

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

I just tap bitches, stack riches, slap and smack 'em, gaze in space,

Of my dick, head, melon off and let it rip

Trapped in space with my own gun and an empty clip

Cause see way back, i thought to fuck with you was impossible

I see them faggots in space and i don't need a hubble

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

I'll gaze in space and change the pace, i'll be the saving grace,

A space encounter serving paste and powder

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

You're wasting space like junk mail and sperm whales,

Then '09 came, them bad record sales