This is a song about "Jayjay the jet plane"

Stacking the cash, at this rate im yet to fly a jet. so i just bet,

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

Y'all all loafin goin through the motion hit me on the rock don't drop no cocaine

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

They dubaleing to me. bawo ni to my ladies

Don't be testy, cus i got ya chicks wet like jet skis

Roll you up and let it run through my veins

To travel all the plains, and the plane within plains,

Lookin out the plane windows

I gotta teach hoes

Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again

The life of the wealthy, cruising in my plane

I wish i’ll never see you again

He looked up and saw a plane.

Ima plane hopper, bitch, im going to the top

And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot