This is a song about "Above"

Or closed casket for our troubles

But thanks to the heaven above,

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Haha i'ma rise above the aspect,

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Im abnormal, way above the commons

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

People always told me its a gift from up above

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Way above there level

Yes bitch, that's a presidential

The greatest above, muhammad ali

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Turned to be wheat mystics left above

She need now, she ain't never needed love