This is a song about "Flight home"

Broken promises, a butterfly wounded in flight/

I'll never forget, never forget the night

Baby im in the zone

I thought van-city was home

Did the model, took a flight to the golden state

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

Pussy and patron make you feel alright

Dual-earning whites went and took suburban flight,

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

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

They're telling you too go home

Mami told me son, hold your own

I'm international, go on a flight,

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

Keep losing my way

And get on a flight today