This is a song about "Time flying"

You are one in the flying herds

Killin’ y’all niggas, any last words

I give a girl what she want - but no dollars

Innumerable bone crosses and flying saucers

That try to chase these skirts

My words, skillful like flying birds,

Roll you up and let it run through my veins

Bitch i'ma flying eagle, munchin all the snakes

And this will be the song that we sing

Drink this , it keeps you flying

I'm here, flying through bars like flappy bird/

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

Makes me feel like im flying

Bun b, i’m underground king

Fire in my chest, from the sess, got me flying

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king