This is a song about "This plane"

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

The life of the wealthy, cruising in my plane

Microphone is a plane,mcs are pilots

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks

Clutchin’ on this lube and roses

Who's this kid?, dude, who spits this?

I was brought to an even plane.

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

Rappad is aight, your ass should hop on a plane and take a flight,

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

You got more chance landing a plane than landing a punch on me

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Thrown from a plane but it wasn't in brutality

Lookin out the plane windows

I gotta teach hoes