This is a song about "G4 plane"

From the day-to-day, in the physical plane

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

Smoke kush till i get lifted, high as a plane

Thrown from a plane but it wasn't in brutality

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

Now you can resti betcha never screamed a niggas whole name outand felt tha pleasure and tha pain

It would be a lie to say i would sigh actually i'd be floating sky high on a plane

My own worst enemy so fuck it either way i can't lose

'cause my cerebrals are more of a higher plane than the hebrews

She my billie jean we menage with mary jane

The life of the wealthy, cruising in my plane

Rapping about champagne, and popping on the plane

Fresh out the plane i couldn't even complain

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

8th grade i never missed a day, now i’m abstract like a malaysian plane.