This is a song about "Flying in the air basketball"

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

I said the skiy is the limit? shit im flying up in it

Let some in the air and say

Oh i gotta face the day

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

And i'm suspended in the air floating

Three in the air for the people who struggle

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

Cause i'm flying high, you can find me in the sky/

Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high

Put your hands in the air, bank clerk... work!!!

Keep that tucked ‘fore somebody get hurt

Stupid-ass, he been in the game like basketball, but no,

But even when you leave, somehow it still try to follow

Swag in the air when i'm walkin in the room

But i was wrong, baby girl sung another tune