This is a song about "Alone singing to the sky"

5s be raining from the sky

Live off my lie and my lullaby

My whole neighborhood's baptist, and so i pray to the sky,

Don’t know which one i’ma drive, fuck it, i’m just gone fly

And that i spent the night with her

Hitting the singing feather

She gotta hold her head up high

The one trying to reach the sky

Lift your arm up high to the sky

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

Singing praises to the lord unto the lord with his soul ready to sell

So imma throw money in the air, like im tryin to pay the sky

But now that we're free, let's be gone, you got me blazing high

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Or the way u live, like everyday is the fuckin end, (singing)