This is a song about "Airplane engines"

Beef i pass em a cow /hijack an airplane

And now these geechi mother f-ckers all know my name

I think the engines running run nii**a n**** bitch

Uhh, so why ain't i go to college

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

I bed-rock bitches ironic like camaro 87 engines

Flying first class on my airplane

And my niggas all the same

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

He better stare down at his watch and nod as his airplane stops

You a grounded airplane me, im fly like a jet

Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet