This is a song about "Sky net"

Now everybody put your hands up high

Girl, let's send our stress to the sky

I woke up screaming, fuck the world

Falling through the sky headfirst

And guess who my nigga tell 'em is on the way

Net worth over a billion, i'm ashamed to say

All half of you do is net her

I’m pulling you over

He ain't touching me like martin sheen's penis

I thought about the net, folks who was gonna peep this

And there's little to be glad for

The sky is looking bluer,

Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet

Flaming wrath, i'll lace the crack, drop hooks like a fishing net,