This is a song about "Bullet flying"

Actions speak louder than words

My words, skillful like flying birds,

Busting off, tryna touch the sky

But i am flying high

Both: this the perfect plan

Do you hear the bullet clang man?

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Pop a bullet in your chest,

Gained a bullet bane, bang bang.

Fire in the hand, supplier of the man

And i like my marijuana bright

Place a bullet right up in his side

When my critics break down and make amends with my supporters

Innumerable bone crosses and flying saucers

"flying mentally through a mystical jungle

Let's keep it g, nobody see you when you being humble