This is a song about "Potatoe flying round my room"

Car seats got screens in them

Monday in my room again

My money fourth and long, but you do not get to throw

I was in my room hotel playing halo

50 dollars on some shoes you ain't ever seen

I'm flying on top yeah my rhyming supreme

Illest bitch alive, realest bitch around

Plus i masturbated daily, so my arms were round.

I have visions of demons lurking around in my room,

Or maybe its they fault that we ain't holla since june

Fire in my chest, from the sess, got me flying

You can't unwind it. rising and climbing