This is a song about "Helicopter pads"

These rappers with pads,got it all but don't write

And just for that, i'mma blow 25 tonight

Thoughts were spinin' in my head, fast than a helicopter propeller.

When it comes to your perception of my shit, i'm helen keller

Two for the pads, and two to take down your momma's pants

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

Spewin' toxic liquid, like i'm gettin' helicopter lifted,

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

Pride comes before the fall,so i pray i land on pads, cause im still human

Girl the way you're movin', got me in a trance

A young grasshopper that's trying to skip pads