This is a song about "Yearly octopus"

Bitch i'ma flying eagle, munchin all the snakes

Charcoal seats gray, drop tops like release dates

Pool sticks flying and beer spilling

But i ain't listening

I'm here, flying through bars like flappy bird/

And when my eyes looking like a nigga tired

And this will be the song that we sing

Makes me feel like im flying

Fill the clip and drill 'em and then screw 'em, shit's a missile,

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Your body's right as rain

Flying first class on my airplane