This is a song about "Flights"

I'm throwin around broads playing monkey in the middle

Lorde said it, man it's private flights, maybach, and cristal,

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

Private flights, finest wine, broads, fame, chains, diamonds,

6 flights of.. stairs not missing a step

This is like love, that you can never get

Private flights, bookin' 'em, crooked, shinin' bright,

Had a poor man swag now it’s priced right

Show our voices, we’re the backbone, we ain’t booking private flights,

Watch outwell now they all say that vultures or parasites

Daytime bus pass, now it’s night flights

Stuntin' in some other jordan nines

1st flights these bitches know we do

'cuz they don’t smile or smell like you

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

Catches flights in and out of his own train of thought