This is a song about "I flew accross my room in my new jordans"

And i flew past the people who knew that my shoe was new

Gotta front me a brick, that ain’t nothin’ to you

Then we kicked in my room

7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune

Monday in my room again

Riding around with ms. reece and them

I roll arond in my new whip

Ya'll don't even know the name of my flip

I have visions of demons lurking around in my room,

And take him to a place that i'm sure we all can blow up, boom

That's what i call it, it's full of shit

I've been locked in my room getting faded

I called up my crew to the pad we flew

I'm tryna stay with you, lay with you