This is a song about "Flight safety"

And they'll forever out ya, that's why you always quiet

You were the safety on my gun, you pulled me through it

Send foes back to heathrow book a flight to heaven

So next time i come, i'll bring you one

Poetry he writes,to recite on the free flight

And what you wive me let me know that we'll be alright

Lately i've been drawing some safety maps

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

And i guess someone prayed for us, cause i trashed my safety blunt

I know mario's on the hook, but i was playing duck hunt

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

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

Did the model, took a flight to the golden state

Now they give a fuck about usand if i choose to ride

Broken promises, a butterfly wounded in flight/