This is a song about "Crystal sky"

They just wanna get high as a sky

Now we making up like a bullshit lie

Im screaming to the fucking sky

We was high school peers, in junior high

Crystal clear zoned mirror , need please on knees deplete destroy

But not the numbers i makeload up that wild boy

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

I got my finger on the mothafuckin' pistol

Thuggin' till the day i die

I know the whole world sky

But you the one on crystal meth, bitch my rhymes are limitless

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

I pry my eyes from that crystal glassed mirror.

Murder bet i wrote her, kudos to the killer

Why you call me back? don't lie

I rap into the sky