This is a song about "Helicopter"

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

Spewin' toxic liquid, like i'm gettin' helicopter lifted,

Thoughts were spinin' in my head, fast than a helicopter propeller.

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

You swear the bitch was plantedmy lyrics motivate the planetit's similar to rhythm nation

My city animated in blue lights i illustrate pain from helicopter devastation