This is a song about "Above"

Way above there level

I'm mental, it's instrumental

Is all of the above

Don’t you be holding back, your love

Without the sound of guns

So far above a storm begins.

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

I looked up to the greats in the sky above

Hovering above us like monsters

Hired the whole family like mobsters

But she is above all others

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

The greatest above, muhammad ali

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Here i go again, falling in love

But thanks to the heaven above,