This is a song about "Landing"

We fly high perfect 10 you know i stick the landing

Cause the way that you move is so demanding

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

A little pillow he grips, just to cushion his landing

My nigga hustle all day in front of the corner store

Blocking my path, flying through glass. soon, i'm landing on the floor

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

You got more chance landing a plane than landing a punch on me