On the plane. On the plane. Off to see the city girls again. Only bringing what they carry on. So's let you know I won't be long. Tippin beers (or ticklin beards). Its cold as hell. And the motherfuckers gonna go to jail. Honestly I can see the giggling virgin overlookin me. Trying to put together what to say. Although it wouldn't matter anyway. Tipping beers its cold as hell. And the motherfuckers gonna go to jail. Cuz rememo except for home. Its personal but they need to know. I'm overdue another round. To gain control and take me down. You're all tied up as you should be. And I'll be cutting out naturally. Tipping beers its cold as jail. And the motherfuckers gonna go to hell