This is a song about "Bullets get to flying"

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

I'm back to life flying high as pilots on airliners designed for the top

Let's get, get, get this to the party!

I stay lonely and cocky

Not into diamonds i'm shining just to get geechied out

My soul flying to the clouds, but then i feel that doubt

Bullets and barbed wire

And the food could have been finer

I be deeping her up, said the d is a drug

Times flying way too fast for me to catch up

See what i type im flying with no pauses cos i learnt to write

I done seen a nigga rise, watch you niggas dick ride

Flying through the streets at a high risk to society,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Like semi-automatic bullets that are set to blow your mind

I give up my light like an interracial couple wit a child