This is a song about "Being stuck at an airport"

Petty raises, life hastens, we're stuck at our stations

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

And your performance is important when you use your faceay, she never used to be this way

I'm more flyer than you like i came out of an airport, i still gotta another fly as pun to say

How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back

Anto's rhymes are like pantomimes, always being laughed at

Not just gassing up on e stuck at a truck stop bitch,i don't do this for profit

And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smokedaaamn, don't get me started

At the thought of being popular

Wale, spitta, 9th wonder

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

Just stuck in this bullshit loop like i was born an accident

An unseen being casting universal curses

So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss