This is a song about "Flying with god"

Yeah this the illest bitch alive, i love her freaky side

See what i type im flying with no pauses cos i learnt to write

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

Imma mystery man who sheds light with my lines of a god,

Me and my friend play with your head as we kick it flying, we playing soccer

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Not king james, these were coke kings

And god blessed me with a lot of patience

Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy

God wouldnt save you cause his name start with a g

Drink this , it keeps you flying

I ain't hiding, y'all ain't riding

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Fill up each bar with syllables, pray to god i go easy

My sleight of hand is flying so bright with all spice i'd call it lite

See, my bitch got that attitude to fuck a nigga right