This is a song about "Walk on space"

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

Go on walk away quit, your done your shit

I'm the type of nigga to put reproduction on pause,once i walk in a room everyone

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

Walk out on that note, leave standin frozen like madussa to stone.

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

See money talk and these days

Overseas or outer space

I bury my whole foot in ur faggot ass and still walk tall haters keep me on toes/

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

We're running out of space,

Haven't slept for days

Do the math on the path i walk i'm done with the talk

Let em play with her box, she give the greatest top