This is a song about "Above"

So far above a storm begins.

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

Illumined enough above human injustice.

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks

Im abnormal, way above the commons

But my squad like the 72' dolphins

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

The greatest above, muhammad ali

Haha i'ma rise above the aspect,

Then push the milk on a slow bend

My own personal blimp saying,"nobody is above."

That scary love, never get married love