This is a song about "Sky records"

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

They just wanna get high as a sky

We come through throbbing like thunder storms

I'm rapping for royal records

And shoot the fucking sky,

That new c-l fly

We just looking in the mirror

My records sell, yes sir

I rap into the sky

No more will we cry

Keep your heads up high

Bang it up, off in the sky

My records selling out the stores now

Will somebody please show me how

So pretentious with no potential

The records been set, crank the bass and treble