This is a song about "Flying away"

The truth's there like the bird i seen flying

The most that they can do is find me, i'm hiding

Poop's flying on a route to your face,

Baby, you got that super bass

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Flying higher than james bond in moon raker

Maintaining my modest modest as i dream

I'm flying on top yeah my rhyming supreme

Yeah, check the stats, my team winning

Pool sticks flying and beer spilling

Drink this , it keeps you flying

Flow to my heart, hit the flo' when im dying

Imagine flying through the skies

We hustle to survive