Intro- Yo check this out son Verse 1 I'm on an airplane smells like ah crowded porta potty I take my seat I won a contest gotta' vacation free Bought some nice threads got the latest sneaks Right now i'm uncomfortable feels like the seat hates my cheeks Forreal it's a pain in the a** lika dil*o I went to the restroom and the dude next to me took my pillow Now he's frontin like he's asleep f** it i'll close my eyes so I can see the beach Can't wait to see the warm Jamaican beach but then the pilot went on the Intercom to make a speech and basically he said The Plane was going down and about to redecorate the sea Dude next to me woke up probably because it wasn't a safe place to sleep He began to prey and plead God save us please What ever hope we had we lost it the airplane Turned into a mosh pit we was all goners The sh** sounded like ah scream-o concert The place was painted with blood listen close i'm not Makin' this up one parachute sh** was terrible Figurative son- Daaad Bart- Yeah son FS- This is the worst bed time story I've ever heard Bart-My bad where's uncle Ricky when you need em' Where's uncle ricky when you need em' My airplanes crashing My airplanes crashing