This is a song about "Flight 52"

Dual-earning whites went and took suburban flight,

Havoc on the track boi, grab it hold it tight

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

The flight of stairs into the devil's lair, who the hell cares,

Why is that flight 370 suddenly went missing?

Dont act surprised, my ex prolly listening

They'd whoop my ass after-school, would flee at took flight,

They leave...u-turn...customers, we serve em right

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Send foes back to heathrow book a flight to heaven

Get me up off this chair

Dont tie your hair

Like the first nintendo, the blinking red light

Broken promises, a butterfly wounded in flight/