This is a song about "Take flight"

Over me the same peeps that have died

But without the word i wont take flight

Flight back from japan, jiro sushi in a bag

You don’t sleep on nothing but a comforter and skull cap

Getting so high take flight like a pigeon

So next time i come, i'll bring you one

I followed the voice that led down a flight of steps

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

That ain't because i'm not white, i take flight, but streets are rough,

Why are we still conversing when i'm sure you've heard the chorus

Yeah this the illest bitch alive, i love her freaky side

Broken promises, a butterfly wounded in flight/

I'll paint you with my tongue and stay in those bikini lines

I think i'm takin' a flight, where i'm all hazy n' dizzy seein' lights//