This is a song about "Airplane mode"

Plus i feel like i'm on stuck in this battlin mode

And i be good til the fat woman sing a note

Call me a monster wait until i go beast mode

Then time rode, shawty trappin', plus she get it showed

Beast mode is chained in my brain

Blow trees like a hurricane

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

That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours

If sam rosen never rolled and malcom never spoke

Emcees can just be deceased and leave it in peace, beast mode,

You're very attractive, and notice that

Bitch i'm in beast mode, b.o.b would respect it.

Lifestyles of the young and the broke

Well..now imma go into the fight back mode

Secret society all we ask is trust

That's some god mode shit, i'm omnipotent,