This is a song about "Flight apps"

Always wanted a piece of the pie, now it’s sliced right

Broken promises, a butterfly wounded in flight/

Okay then baby, let's take flight, don't pant or rant

Kill him where he stand and stand over him, shake his hand

And if you know planet apps is a place for you little jimmy

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

All up under the covers day

And get on a flight today

Take a flight at night and watch my lyrics make it bright for you

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

Flight back from japan, jiro sushi in a bag

So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap

I'm international, go on a flight,

Can't wait 'til a cop ain't actin' right