Hey there air traffic control, I think I'm losing it
Wait, I am air traffic control, but I'm just snoozing everything
Jump out the exit by the wing
Jump out the exit by the wing
My hair resembles a black cloud but ain't no clouds here just the sun rays coming down
Relaxing for once, back to the front
I just want some freedom man I ain't asking for much
Try to snatch up my lunch and I'm backing you down
You ain't pitching game you just some trash on the mound
Everyone thinks that they're the man in their town but they're last on a list in a class full of clowns
I'm still staying focused, ill if you ain't noticed
Peeling back bills rockin seal colored loafers
From the streets to the beach from the sea to the air
I'm world class my style is everywhere.
I'd rather be layin' low and winning than in the forefront losing acting like my life's great when it isn't
You fraudulent scumbags low like ottomans
Your a sucker on your own so get your crew dog call em in
Breaking up train of thought, stir up the contents of the pot
Land of the free or not, where is the parking lot?
Am I free to leave or am I not?
Hey there air traffic control, am I free to leave or am I not?
I'm free to fly as high as I want
I'm free to fly as high as I want
I'm free to fly as high as I want
I'm free to fly as high as I want