This is a song about "Paper planes"

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

Mind in a daze, watchin' the planes

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

Left me like a blank white paper

Yo, heres a paper bag,

Ain't even tryna hold back

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains

Welcome to my brain, high enough to fly planes

Planes packed with blow im piloting

I'm on the run, keep running

This paper to the pen

Straight lane kiffen them

It’s something that’s in your veins

Rolling up' paper planes