This is a song about "Plane crashes"

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

You got more chance landing a plane than landing a punch on me

I don't toot my own horn but i'm a cold train

The life of the wealthy, cruising in my plane

In you brain money is the game.. this green got me higher then a plane

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains

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

Aimin' at them skin headed bitches let it rain

Step up my reigns in the same plane.

Lookin out the plane windows

Ain't no women at the shows

I’ve seen this young’un on the train, i had to pick his brain

Rapping about champagne, and popping on the plane

From the bottom my boat crashes and relapses as another passes

And jade's a fucking acrobat, i'll flip her on a mattress