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Outer Space
Hip-Hop/Rap
Outer Space was released on June 26, 2026 by MacArthur Maze / Slapwagon as a part of the album Unaltered Egos
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Release DateJune 26, 2026
LabelMacArthur Maze / Slapwagon
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
MacArthur Maze
MacArthur Maze
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Scott Anderson Kaminski
Scott Anderson Kaminski
Composer
Autoria Dewon Johnson
Autoria Dewon Johnson
Composer
Demeon Bledsoe
Demeon Bledsoe
Composer
David McNeal
David McNeal
Composer
Nicholas Aaron Basta
Nicholas Aaron Basta
Composer
Ian Isiah Kelly
Ian Isiah Kelly
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sk Slapwagon
Sk Slapwagon
Producer
DJ Basta
DJ Basta
Producer

Lyrics

Papa got a brand new bag, it's outer space
Aliens came on in, they kinda late
Rocket ship, Jupiter game, we outer space
Catch me on Mars with stars, we outer space
We outer space
Papa got a brand new bag, it's outer space
Aliens came on in, they kinda late
Rocket ship, Jupiter plane, we outer space
Shimmy ya, shimmy yeah
You stole my style, let me have it back
I been on my grind since the cabbage patch
Pay respect or we aiming for the neck
Don't know Rue but know what I do, I just speak the truth
Got it made, don't drink no Kool-Aid but I got it juiced
Got it, uh, uh, then hop in the booth
Slide through, sink her teeth in Rue, then she call me Lou
'Bout to show these **** where I come from, duh
Earth, worm, Rue, I got it straight out the mud
From under to up, enough with all of the stuff
I'm calling the bluff, tough shit, cover it up
You searching for love, homeboy keep fucking up
You searching for cuts, sake ain't hitting enough
I'm kissing the cup, if I keep hitting the blunt
I'm not waking up, can't keep doing this stuff
I'm doing too much
We outer space
Catch me on Mars with stars, we outer space
Papa got a brand new bag, it's outer space
Aliens came on in, they kinda late
They kinda late
Rocket ship, Jupiter plane, we outer space
Catch me on Mars with stars, we outer space
Papa got a brand new bag, it's outer space
Woo-ha, I just got another check, yeah
Brand new bag, is it summer yet?
It's getting hot in here, I need a new drop this year
I rock a Ferrari on stock, my dear
Bucks bled, so damier me in
Against all odds, a winner finds a way to win
Planning dinners with my friends and they spouses in new houses
Popping big bottles, standing on new couches
Marvin the Martian, in the hood I see arson
Burning down all these buildings on the daily like Carson
The way that carry like Dolly, excuse me and beg my pardon
People been slowly missing with less faces on cartons
Erica called Tyrone and somebody cloned him
Gold chains all on his neck but nobody on him
High horses won't help you climb a broken totem
Man, when that block get hot, just don't stay frozen
We outer space
Catch me on Mars with stars, we outer space
Papa got a brand new bag, it's outer space
Aliens came on in, they kinda late
They kinda late
Rocket ship, Jupiter plane, we outer space
Catch me on Mars with stars, we outer space
Papa got a brand new bag, it's outer space
If you knew better, you'd do better
Welcome to Bay Area 51, where the real aliens reside
I'm talking 'bout where the real ones get high and fly
We ain't fucking with a sucker 'cause there's no need to
Only sucker I keep stay in my pocket, fuck you mean?
Vagarta mad
Written by: Autoria Dewon Johnson, David McNeal, Demeon Bledsoe, Ian Isiah Kelly, Nicholas Aaron Basta, Scott Anderson Kaminski
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