This is a song about "Time flying"

Well rick james, maury jane

Flying first class on my airplane

I'm flying on top yeah my rhyming supreme

Weed they can't fuck with, i'm puffin a.c. green

I be ballin, they wonder why

But i am flying high

Cause when i'm flying sky high,

When that thing gon fly

Yeah hail mary full of grace

Poop's flying on a route to your face,

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

My rap style is kinda like flying kites,

And this will be the song that we sing

Makes me feel like im flying

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types

Flying right beside my eyes, got frequent flier miles