This is a song about "Flying machine"

Why not me the same thing

Flying around, wings flapping/

Pool sticks flying and beer spilling

In my drawsring, ring, ring

Pussy and patron that's some great advice

Imagine flying through the skies

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

Makes me feel like im flying

Spitting bars like a technical machine

Just before they seen my money in the green

My words, skillful like flying birds,

Shout out bobby on hundreds

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

I could feel it deep inside, i was a killing machine.

Come see real niggas on my team

Rapping machine clapping between