This is a song about "Top flight security"

'cuz some "homeland security" equals tons of profit makin'

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Yo, this music’s disrespected by those who caused the urban flight,

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride

And when they try to get parental and start talkin' loud

Security is shouting that i gotta get out

Security is tight

Why we gotta fight

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

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

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

Poetry he writes,to recite on the free flight

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

Instant, spontaneous combustion of your security

I'm international, go on a flight,

‘cause every mother’s day needs a mother’s night