This is a song about "Flying free"

My words, skillful like flying birds,

That try to chase these skirts

When my critics break down and make amends with my supporters

Innumerable bone crosses and flying saucers

Pardon me if i'm sweating you but

I couldnt give a flying fuck

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Makes me feel like im flying

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

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

Imagine flying through the skies

Rollin' down the four o five

And my grandmother dying

In my mind is where i'm flying

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

...can i break free? trapped in my sins, can i break free?