This is a song about "Cockpit"

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

Fill the library of a college , flying my vision like a cockpit,

Im piloting hip hop after a 5th of vodka in the cockpit

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

Livin life just as good as we couldbut since a bitch can't be trusted

And hop in the cockpit bumpin' the pac, 'cuz rappers opposite,

Potent shit getting lit up in the cockpit

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit