This is a song about "Flight 52"

I give em a script, you bitch nigga's my children

Getting so high take flight like a pigeon

Cause you're not my wife, bitch you're a stand for this night

Poetry he writes,to recite on the free flight

Things go wrong and things go right. it's right when you miss no flight.

Why they try to see my flow, but they know that's outta sight

Drink a fifth of hennessy and then take another fade

Did the model, took a flight to the golden state

Now the army suit's cute with my chocolate airs

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

Flight back from japan, jiro sushi in a bag

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

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

I'm on my deen inshallah, i'mma get 'er right

Rappad is aight, your ass should hop on a plane and take a flight,

Hearing nikki giovanni on a late summer night