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

Planes packed with blow im piloting

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

At school with no group, marginalized out to be a loner

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

But i ain't got no weed, no phillies, or no papers

I've become immune to you no name haters

Mind in a daze, watchin' the planes

Blow trees like a hurricane

And if we don't we'll have a race of babies

Like countries losing their planes like car keys,

Welcome to my brain, high enough to fly planes

Roll you up and let it run through my veins

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Mediocre jobs are not so stable