This is a song about "Twenty one pilots"

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

Like dissing benny and four twenty weren't enough

All i want is you baby

Twenty years was enough to see

Twenty five ounces got me thinking clear

Nah … i ain’t deaf in my ear

Microphone is a plane,mcs are pilots

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

I'm back to life flying high as pilots on airliners designed for the top

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

Twenty years past and my mind's cultivated

New york city to ? she hardly out of stated

Bait baby, wait baby

Twenty years was enough to see