This is a song about "Plane crash"

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

Smoke kush till i get lifted, high as a plane

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

I'll wave around and crash like i'm tidal/

That lambo you got , i hope one day you crash,

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

I thought i recognized her

Crash, now i hold a burnt clover

The life of the wealthy, cruising in my plane

I ain't ?? just feelin how you felt when you came

Microphone is a plane,mcs are pilots

So here i am at the store for some chips

So you finally got the nerve

Flash past bastards and crash burners

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

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again