[Intro]

All in all, time is just a social construct. A man made, un-man made object or being that we've place in our reality to make things seem relevant, and relativity is crazy too. Give yourself enough space, things become relative in time. No matter how far you go, love will always prevail and you'll know where your bread is buttered. But if you don't venture far enough into space, then your time will be lost

[Verse 1]

Woke up 'round 1 in the morning

Demons prevent me from yawning

Bronze medal eye, just be open

Around the room, I be wandering

You'd be convinced that I stole it

I came prepared and so focused

I can not lie when I wrote this

'Cause I was higher than orbit

I've just been finding my purpose

Through only music and women

The only thing that is different

Is that I'm driven to get it, get it?

Keep it and lock it in a box

That only I know

The combination it takes to crack the safe

And you froze

Grabbing jackets or parkas won't go and do you no good

But there is hella more than life, than fucking bitches and wearing woods

I came from a barren hood, 72, Puritan Ave

Stash you simple rappers right back into a trash bag

Sometimes, my struggle bars be the hardest thing that you ever heard

Time travelin'

Back to when my poppa was banging that cannon

And jams of just that DJ Assault

And he would gladly face the charges

Detroit is where my heart is

[Chorus]

This is called spacerider music

All the gangstas are riding to it

(This that spacerider music, play that shit get influenced) 4x

[Bridge]

Ain't no life, hard as this

But I fight 'till I'm dead

You can't check the rhyme, feel it in my lines

It's just a matter of time

"This track is for them player haters

Lyin' on they dick

Cock blockin' punks

Frontin' for a bitch

If a bitch wanna fuck me

Then let me do my thang

Step the fuck back and let me fuck this bitch"

Let me bang 4x

"This track is for them tricks

Fuckin' all them hoes

Buying bitches leather

And all these spacey clothes

Keep your knowledge in your noggin

And let me do my thang

Step the fuck back and let me fuck this bitch"

Let me bang 4x

Boy you need some

Soul & water 8x

[Verse 2]

I remember a time

Simpler than the days of now

Back when my heart was full of substance

And could make crazy vows

Take a bow, the roll you played

Was mighty thoughtful

I knew it was you descending in that flying saucer

And we would talk for

Hours and hours until you eventually dosed off

I never envisioned your clothes off

Until you played with my emotions

Like an Xbox controller

Holding your breasts up to the camera

And then I started to ask ya

"What is love to you?"

"It's deeper than a connection, it's a vibration that takes you places you thought forsaken"

I was washing dishes at the time

FaceTime summer incredible

You flashed me

And I dropped my phone in the fucking sink

God damn it, fuck!