[Verse 1: Aiden Scar]
They say what are you doin' in that base?
I’m just chillin' with my crayons in space
Just trust me this ain’t even no race
Leave and come back with no inkling of a trace, trace
No gravity, backflips, Pat McAfee
About to go Disney on this beat Ronnie Radke
Watching the world burn like a video game
And you still ain’t gonna get no claim
My very energetic mother just served us nachos
Before we hopped on the ship along with some tacos
I know back then that that saying was nine pizzas
When we come back be greeted with sеñoritas
Yeah I got my crayons in space and it’s floating
Can’t get down Dillon Danis no chocking
Scartapе out, everyday I’m promoting
The next one better you think I’ll be joking
Blows it out the water gonna get my drink now
Surviving with little oxygen no buts and hows
No going back as we went beyond the clouds
So far from earth we at the nosebleed part of the crowd

[Chorus: Aiden Scar]
Crayons in space, these items that I have are doing a chase
Crayons in space, these items that I have are chillin' in my face
[Verse 2: Imagine Creativity]
I jump on the beat then I blow it like I'm Frezia
Believe ya the mother fucker movin' like a genius
I'm dancing with the stars like I'm Apastron
I pull up to the party just to crash it on my Vince Vaughn
I had to start this shit from nothing
Days and nights, dedicated, no discussion
I fucked around and build a nation now I run like a coven
Now they askin' what do you got?
I don't really know but I'm thinkin' a lot

[Bridge: Imagine Creativity]
Just give me motherfuckin' one year
They'll be like, "How did you get here"?
I'm like off my fuckin' meme shit
I opened up the curtains and I made it like a seamstress
Just give me motherfuckin' one year
They'll be askin', "How did you get here"?
I'm like off my fuckin' meme shit
I opened up the curtains and I made it like a seamstress

[Verse 3: Imagine Creativity]
"Lights, Camera, Trash, It", like this really fuckin' happened
Floating like a planet
Give me one shot
I'll leave that motherfucker jammin'
Cause I'll cut you like my edits
That's a J-Bar
I stole this next bar
But I hit it in like Neymar
Sorry Steve but I've been cheifin on that ClownOG
Not the weed, paranoia make it where I can't even speak
So we're all just, crayons in space
Wait, bitch why the fuck you in space wait?