This is a song about "Coming after me come on bay let s get a way ture the see or take a plane lets take a plane"

Story of cudi, nigga getting out my dreams

Take a walk with me, let me show you the streets,

You got more chance landing a plane than landing a punch on me

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

8th grade i never missed a day, now i’m abstract like a malaysian plane.

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

'cause my cerebrals are more of a higher plane than the hebrews

You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes

So i clap for her, she deserves an applause

Of that trade off, my dicks a plane bout to take off

I seen them grinding 'n' finding a way, to take time at the night or day

And all the extra love that you gave mei wish i could take the pain away

Judging my mentality. look up in the sky is it a bird is it a plane?

Y'all all loafin goin through the motion hit me on the rock don't drop no cocaine

Thrown from a plane but it wasn't in brutality

But if so, i'll take the scorn, indeed happily