This is a song about "Flying away"

I got a big fear of flying

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

Flying right beside my eyes, got frequent flier miles

We will never die, we are forever alive

You are one in the flying herds

That try to chase these skirts

Poop's flying on a route to your face,

Yeah that girl is thick, top heavy for days

I couldnt give a flying fuck

Pop-pop, hit a mini mug

Nigga i'm got my blue flag flying

I ain't hiding, y'all ain't riding

And in fact i can’t deny

But i am flying high

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

Imagine flying through the skies