This is a song about "Air plane"

To travel all the plains, and the plane within plains,

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

Time after time, again and again

Step up my reigns in the same plane.

Season opener, finna be there

Spinning like my many rims through the air,

Creepin up on you fell me,cold air.

The way they hit her i just stop and stare

The life of the wealthy, cruising in my plane

Before i get to t.i.a. i'm sure to make her rain

Of that trade off, my dicks a plane bout to take off

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

It's been nothing but pain

I was brought to an even plane.

Got our middle fingers in the air,

No! it ain't fair, but we all bear and do our share