This is a song about "Sky high"

Now i'm falling from the sky

Damn is your mattress dry

Cause i'm flying high, you can find me in the sky/

Revelations say you either fry or fly

In one round, in one dab damn im high in the sky

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

You don't have anything but your ego tossed sky high

Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry

I'm not flying sky high, i'm only four foot nine

If the bitch bad i could pass you a dime

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

Sky high, she knew her demise was nigh

No more will we cry

Cause when i'm flying sky high,

Bitch im gonna blow you sky high

Never meant to make your daughter to cry