This is a song about "Nav plane"

Your man wale in his own damn lane

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

They'd tell you i'm some bipolar, hard drug user

Hopped up the plane came back from the future

To be great, i'm giving it all it takes

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

In conjunction with the pressure that we're under

I'm in a supersonic fighter plane as a gunner/

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

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

Fresh out the plane i couldn't even complain

Smoke kush till i get lifted, high as a plane

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

Start praying before u ignite the plane

Can't be held against you in any kind of way

Alright you got your'e swing plane, and decent rhyme play