This is a song about "Sky writing"

I sit back and peer threw the sky 

Dump that bitch in the sly

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

Than i look up at the sky

Only writing awesome hits

My team getting digits

Instead of writing a rap, writing an essay

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

So y'all niggas can fly

Just like diamond in the sky

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

But instead you've put anger into writing

Girl, let's send our stress to the sky

Live off my lie and my lullaby

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

The poor little words ya jotting 'n writing.