This is a song about "Flying away"

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

But i am flying high

Dreamin on a lullaby

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Fire in my chest, from the sess, got me flying

Nigga i'm got my blue flag flying

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

Innumerable bone crosses and flying saucers

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Ima blow like i'm mothafuckin' sniffing lines

My rap style is kinda like flying kites,

Bitch no days off and i ain't got no breaks

Bitch i'ma flying eagle, munchin all the snakes

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

The truth's there like the bird i seen flying