This is a song about "School lsd weed flying planes no jobs"

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Makes me feel like im flying

Rhymes coming faster than planes/smashing ur brains

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

Kid, ho, acid head, cruising on that lsd

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

It's real dog, i live in the fire

No weed needed to get higher

You sell yourself for better jobs

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks