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