This is a song about "Above"

We writing about love for our nigga above

Sick, spit a pandemic, crack and cancer mixed with cannabis

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

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

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

From above is my leader

Illumined enough above human injustice.

That you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with this

So far above a storm begins.

She likes the way it hits her lips

Turned to be wheat mystics left above

Let's have a toast for this new love

So you finally got the nerve

Hovering above us like monsters

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

But thanks to the heaven above,