This is a song about "Flying pedophiles"

I was born to do the damn thing

The truth's there like the bird i seen flying

Gray coupe, whip in momma's name

Flying first class on my airplane

Cause when i'm flying sky high,

You know i want a piece of that pie

I'm flying on top yeah my rhyming supreme

Cause no man's eyes should see what i've seen

You are one in the flying herds

Killin’ y’all niggas, any last words

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Pool sticks flying and beer spilling