This is a song about "I m potato flying in the sky"

Tears that our fore fathers cry

Than i look up at the sky

I"m the designated driver

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

I wuld still find you in ur dreams, askin you to look up to the sky/

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

Astrology has obviously it's head in the sky,

My teacher said impossible but i’ma fucking try

I got plans for you look in the sky baby

Baby when i like that, i know it's crazy

You stuck in coach while im flying, driving, in the cock pit,

Rape her and record it, then edit it with more shit

I rap into the sky

Till we're dumb high, dumb high

The truth's there like the bird i seen flying

The most that they can do is find me, i'm hiding