This is a song about "Free private jets"

In a private jet while i'm walking in

My position improving, not to mention

Time keeps flying and we dreamin' of private jets,

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Vaporize jets mid-air during firefights, my minds eye making lightning violent,

No other way to describe the punks who got no aspirations other than getting drunk

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

This private property posted so i'm bussin clips

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

Them all you led your self to that point so unknown u just private

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Tomorrow i think i might go buy a couple of private islands,

You see a black kid at a private catholic school

I'm tryin' pimp em i'm trying to be that cool

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

...can i break free? trapped in my sins, can i break free?