This is a song about "Pilot"

In greece i'd pilot a chariot thru skies at morning

With no receivers had the pickin of a option

I drop bombs like a nazi pilot it's kamikaze now

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

And how it feels to feel that feeling

Welcome aboard, it's the pilot speaking

Steaks rare cooked on embraers, cap it off like a pilot

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit

Unless your 'skin's winning, then i do it just to fucking boast

You saying we rap's claimin' a fighter pilot flies don't

Kamikaze pilot except i always eject

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

Like a jet pilot, professional soccer player, a cop....

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop