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

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Makes me feel like im flying

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

Like countries losing their planes like car keys,

But i got cousins overseas that come to me for better clothes

No such thing as a weed overdose/ so keep toking folks

No weed needed to get higher

Pour a little gas, spark up your lighter

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

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

Rhymes coming faster than planes/smashing ur brains

To be great, i'm giving it all it takes

I just roll my weed up, and try to school my peers

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips