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

Then lost my faith again

Flying first class on my airplane

In my mind is where i'm flying

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

In the heartz of men

Monday in my room again

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

My head was not small enough to fit this room

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Flying right beside my eyes, got frequent flier miles

I used to have dark nights now it’s bright lights

My rap style is kinda like flying kites,

Butterfly bow tie, made my mark like the craters on the moon

I have visions of demons lurking around in my room,