This is a song about "Flying pedophiles"

I'm flying on top yeah my rhyming supreme

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

You can't unwind it. rising and climbing

In my mind is where i'm flying

Flying first class on my airplane

You just tryin' to run game

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

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Flying higher than james bond in moon raker

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

Okay i’m lying, but i’m trying

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Bullets flying, fake homies lying