This is a song about "The true flying cow"

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Blocking my path, flying through glass. soon, i'm landing on the floor

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

Dreaming of flying, light was seeping through the blinds

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

The truth's there like the bird i seen flying

Then landed on my throttle

He be the last true apostle

Im flying through the ground and im running through the sky

I don't wanna come down from this love i got on high

I can do better without you

To stay true to the crew

The day you're matchin me is when some flying pigs have departed

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

I'm flying big, my rhymes are going out of the park

Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark