This is a song about "Private airplane"

Tomorrow i think i might go buy a couple of private islands,

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

I'm like your own private guard

They don't hear my bark

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

I fly a tailor and a private chef from sicily

But i'm fucking tired of seeing kids called black shit by private school fucking white kids

Engineering, medicine, religion, fine arts, and built the great pyramids

Show our voices, we’re the backbone, we ain’t booking private flights,

And when the sun up i'm like shit you look better in tights

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

You a grounded airplane me, im fly like a jet

Flying first class on my airplane

Things'll never be the same

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

This private property posted so i'm bussin clips