This is a song about "The sky is black"

But now, there's no moon- the sky is all black.

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac

Im screaming to the fucking sky

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

Good black is the omega i get swifter

Like my flow ain't cold like a new york winter

God damn it, i'm one hell of a guy

Now i'm falling from the sky

Tried to warn the little nigga either stop or die

I started off humble beginning no the sky is my

When that thing gon fly

5s be raining from the sky

The sky is not my limit, the sky's my point of view.

Even though she make it hard for me to see you

And shoot the fucking sky,

Three j's took me this high