This is a song about "Crystal sky"

And shoot the fucking sky,

And i know that your supply

I know the whole world sky

You other brothers can’t deny

I got my finger on the mothafuckin' pistol

Nick will pop to with a pistol turn you into a crystal

Your voice sounds like you’re always on the crack and crystal,

You're reaching new heights, and i ain't kiss you just a little

Crystal clear zoned mirror , need please on knees deplete destroy

But not the numbers i makeload up that wild boy

Close your eyes bitch, i'm all in your ear

I guess it seems i see the world so crystal clear

That got your mother high

Jump for the clouds reach for the sky

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

I put missiles through ships, this is as crystal as it gets