This is a song about "Pilot"

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

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

I just got one request, stop breathing

Welcome aboard, it's the pilot speaking

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

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

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

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job

Kamikaze pilot except i always eject

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

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

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

But if i did it would be bigger than earl's upper lip

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