This is a song about "Floating hotels"

Now you can resti betcha never screamed a niggas whole name outand felt tha pleasure and tha pain

It would be a lie to say i would sigh actually i'd be floating sky high on a plane

But its alright cause im floating like a parachute

And i'm the type of muhfucka that'll share you, shoot

Floating like a locust when i wrote this golden little memo

All i know is bad bitches, i got finally famous with me though

Sly's little shop of horrors, now showing

Floating, gloating, g.o.a.t.ing, in closing

Now there's bits of her floating in my cereal bowl

But i didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll

I'm the walking dead, but i'm just a talking head, a zombie floating

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

But i'm just a talking head, a zombie floating

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring