This is a song about "Stratosphere"

She said to love a bitch is to roll the dice

My niggas fly niggas, this is jet life

Stuck in a hurry, no worry or tizzy

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

Don't be testy, cus i got ya chicks wet like jet skis

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit

Screaming fuck basic as i'm stepping in the spaceship

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Defiant to this red giant, i'm not dying, flying out of this galaxy

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

And stay above them like a spaceship and ill make it,just another day with

I've got a storm cloud followin' me...

That's the way, you can move it baby

And you are to serve the consequences of your evil schemes

My soil struck and it produced deadly live stream and ajna eye beams