This is a song about "Avianca flight 52"

And get on a flight today

Got problems, what? i can't say

Getting so high take flight like a pigeon

But i don't trust anybody, yeah no one

Flight back from japan, jiro sushi in a bag

Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker bad

Broken promises, a butterfly wounded in flight/

Whatever you like, it's whatever tonight

Dual-earning whites went and took suburban flight,

Gq told me i'm not the talkative type

Wearing all the finest flair

She tried to call home mom dukes ain't care

The flight of stairs into the devil's lair, who the hell cares,

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense