This is a song about "I die from the sky"

They not the only names, that are falling from the sky

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

From the sky , u study in fucking

Can't land little roller, i be keeping the fly

My whole neighborhood's baptist, and so i pray to the sky,

Producing tracks from the mental till i die

You know me, cool breeze, a nigga high

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

My whole neighborhood's baptist, and so i pray to the sky,

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries

Should i die in the night? look at the sky, will i survive?