This is a song about "Plane ticket"

Grab the bathroom pass its my ticket to masturbation

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Ima plane hopper, bitch, im going to the top

I got lights on my wrist that’ll flash like cop

I just got validation on my ass whooping ticket

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Thrown from a plane but it wasn't in brutality

You hand them a one way ticket right into your crime business

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

From the day-to-day, in the physical plane

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

Judging my mentality. look up in the sky is it a bird is it a plane?