This is a song about "Falconer by"

Ur body lookin when i walk by

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

By the altered consciousness caused by drug over dosage.

Tsa be laughing all them rubbers in your luggage

It's a battlejust for tha big money

Song and lyrics by watsky. covered by me.

Roll up niggas be like sex

I'm a mob by myself/

Riding around with ms. reece and them

Forgotten by many, cheered by some,

Y'all gone hear a nigga momma die

Kids in the bathroom were just passing by

Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters

Devoured by the hour by the lead showers,

London, tokyo, we gon' take you all around the globe

Real nigguh by far these hoes went by a telescope