This is a song about "Jayjay the jet plane"

He looked up and saw a plane.

I like my hoodies fucked with lame

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

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

Cause my mission's insane, you couldn't vision the pain

The life of the wealthy, cruising in my plane

It was late night,i boarded the plane,

I ain't even start yet, this is propane

Hopped up the plane came back from the future

The ice ain't really nothing to her

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

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

Code red, which means you go red

Injected with ket, meth, lead and jet.

Step up my reigns in the same plane.

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine