This is a song about "Sky writing"

Who dat, who dat? cole world

Falling through the sky headfirst

But instead you've put anger into writing

You know that love is a very serious thing

Girl, let's send our stress to the sky

And in fact i can’t deny

We was high school peers, in junior high

Blue smoke rings sail through the sky

And shoot the fucking sky,

Tears that our fore fathers cry

And then i started writing,

Okay i’m lying, but i’m trying

The one trying to reach the sky

You know me, cool breeze, a nigga high

We ain't doing armani, this is hermes fly

I sit back and peer threw the sky