This is a song about "Jet ski"

You a grounded airplane me, im fly like a jet

I say i put it so deep now she a cone head

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

When i stood with her all night despite being jet lagged

Injected with ket, meth, lead and jet.

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check

With a little bit of passion

In a private jet while i'm walking in

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

Dysfunctional membrane, louder jet been, under the radar not seen

She looks better than beyonce, alicia keys

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

Im out ready to jet i'll meet you up coast

You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

I ski on your niggas, now the zombies awaken