This is a song about "Up up and away"

Cant let my soul free its locked up and my demons through away the key

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

Cinderblocks tied up around your waist nearest bridge three miles away

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck

So she decides to stand up, woman up and never give up

Bitches is artificially duck

Remorse and forgiveness is made up

Some of you bitches look stupid as fuck

And constantly looking up

You'll crawl or walk away either fucked up or smiling

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

It’s not a game, hold your dame

Play up, play up, and play the game!

On they car note to go to the club

Pour amaretto and get fucked up,