This is a song about "Flyin on niggas"

Beaming on this track i swear these niggas aint ready

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

And when my eyes looking like a nigga tired

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt

You all expendable niggas on your sylvester stallone

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

I'm burnin up on the beat while y'all niggas crackle and sizzle

I am such a renegade, but try to be professional

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Feds on my ass niggas steady tripping

Im higher than obama flyin air force one

Ross and folarin, couple women

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

Even when them niggas stop and try to plan on me