This is a song about "Flying squirrels"

The truth's there like the bird i seen flying

The most that they can do is find me, i'm hiding

"flying mentally through a mystical jungle

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Pool sticks flying and beer spilling

Gotta h town girl, codeine sipping

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

Flying right beside my eyes, got frequent flier miles

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

I do the right thing

Makes me feel like im flying

Why not me the same thing

Flying around, wings flapping/

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

They might as well be squirrels, how the going after nuts