This is a song about "Vital signs"

When clouds make words.. i call 'em air signs.

All the time with this glock of mines

One moment he shows signs of being mature

Up in the sky, on a gulf stream tour

Don't bully me i can now tell those signs

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights

Vital information for survival,

Now most of us be rootin' for this evil

You never want to understate my rhymes, just underline all the signs

Cuz id be lyin and yall be fine chase bread with my dog muthafucka felines

They bringing me fish and chips

I'll finger punch ur vital organs

I begged for his survival cause me needing him is vital.

Trying to keep his head up while his eyes are in the bible

You never want to understate my rhymes, just underline all the signs

While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines