This is a song about "Time and space travel"

Motherfucker i ain't never broke

And it's cold, tryin' to travel this road

Dope money still a object, it’s the same damn grind

Lost in this space called time it feels like i'm losing my mind

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

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

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

Forreal, i got a pole in the basement

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

Every since then our whole city been horrible

A space encounter serving paste and powder

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Mic in my handi run like marion barberyou haters on the sidelines

Travel through time - coppin a diamond and bringing it into these lines

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Travel the world, and the seven seas