This is a song about "Flying away"

I feel like i'm flying out of the atmosphere

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

Flying right beside my eyes, got frequent flier miles

Niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

Bun b, i’m underground king

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

Flying through the streets at a high risk to society,

Feel like i’m movin' backwards

You are one in the flying herds

I couldnt give a flying fuck

I thought it'd get better but

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Makes me feel like im flying