Truly Fabricated Realm

Greetings to you all
From the depths of outer space
Where I'm wandering in circles
Cause I'm completely out of place
In an antigravity poppy field
North of the south star
Plucking every lilac
That i notice from afar
Snapple crackle popping
Is all i hear inside my head
So if you came to come and conversate
It's best you leave a note instead
For right now I'm out of order
So don't insert another quarter
Just watch as i succeed
In stretching all barriers to the border
Now if you've yet to reach this galaxy
There's disappointment just from hearing that
No worries though, I'll wait for you here
In this fabricated habitat.