This is a song about "Planes air balls semen tanks"

Rolling up' paper planes

I know what it takes

Pose, click, pose, click

And swallow semen quick

Lickin puss makes my semen flow

Niggas buy ringers can't pay their bill though

It shows i know a bit

Wearing tanks and tatoos and shit.

Action packed nipple squeezin', boy colder than sniffle season

And im just hoping creativity is swimming in my semen

Sittin on bowling balls

Shots, they back and forth

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

Words are swords rearrange it you will see it, it's verbal tanks

Welcome to my brain, high enough to fly planes

Roll you up and let it run through my veins