This is a song about "Runway"

Once you've messed up you can't go back, made a target,

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

I followed the voice that led down a flight of steps

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

Guess it's time to see who really is yo' friendtell me you pregnant and i'm amazed

Given i've risen my written's and killin the villians on this mission i paved

I smoke sweets in the suite, like shit is legal

Smack you back in ya place when target ya people//

Broken promises, a butterfly wounded in flight/

But this card i'm trickin' with got no limit right

When you was leaving, did he put up a fight

Poetry he writes,to recite on the free flight

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

Flight back from japan, jiro sushi in a bag

Taxi! i need a ride to the real world,

Know i meant, every motherfuckin word