[Intro - KOJAQUE]
"So how long do you think it’s gonna take before you forget about me?"
"Haha, it’s like an hour away"
"Excuse me, could you turn that off please"
"Yeah I’ll turn it off in a sec"
"Is that the air hostess?"
"Yeah, I’m gonna try and get some sleep here, I’ll call you when I land"
"Good evening ladies and gentlemen, I’d like to welcome you all on board this flight to London Stansted. If I could just have your attention for a moment, I’ll tell you about the in-flight entertainment that we’ve got provided-"
"Yeah gimme the mic-"

[Verse 1]
I’m Larry Bird before the growth spurt
Know the talent’s within me
If I go before my Ma
Just don’t let them bury her with me
Plan to leave this Earth how I found it
Sometimes I feel too crowded
Sometimes I feel like a cherub pissin’ in fountains like
Fuck you mad about?
This is what I was made to do
Nobody stole your ambition, it’s just escaping you
Camera flash, I’m laughing, moving away from you
The frame ain’t off, I just move at a different rate than you
Jedi vision, 25 at the shops fishing
No ID, gon’ fuck up the whole mission
Childhood sweethearts up in a tree kissin’
And she like it when I spell shit out with my tongue tip and
I never felt I been so broke that I can’t fix it
Used to dry the tea bags out in the back kitchen
Came too far not to use what I got given
Now I’m up upper echelon, got used to the pot pissin'
 like
[Verse 2]
Got used to the pot pissin'
Got used to that pot pissin’ (ooh)
Got used to that pot pissin’ like
Remember when?
Used to be broke
Used to draw the dole
Used to have to get me Ma to fix up all me clothes
Used to have to fight promoters just to book the shows
Now the only issue’s keepin’ money out me nose
Handsome little fucker but you’d swear I didn’t know
Used to get twisted just to try to get me hole
End up gettin’ whiskey dick or headin’ home alone
Now I have to swat the women off me with a pole
Yo!

[Bridge]
Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy ya ya yayo
The eyes don’t lie, been on the bag all day-o
You get the glass, buddy, I’ll say wayoah
Pass me the keys to that Ford Mondeo
K-hole be kickin’ like Leonidas
King Jackie, I’m in the back with your highness
I won’t pretend to remember you, just remind us
See all of yous got ‘Big-Shit-Comingitis’
[Verse 3]
Pissed down back of the class is where you find us
Minibar bottle of Jack, like I’m a giant
Fee-fi-fo-fum, who wanna come try us?
Get done like a panto villain, “look out behind you!”
Ayy 
look out behind you!
Oooeee

 look out behind you! (Sir!)
Ayy 

look out behind you

! (Sir!)
Where’s the cockpit lemme fly this thing?
 (Sir!)

[Outro - KOJAQUE]
"Sir, sorry darling, I need you to put your tray table back upright, we’re about to land"
"yeah.. one sec"
"Yeah sorry darling, sorry to wake you’
"
"Alright no bother… qfuck sake ughhhh"
"Cabin crew, brace for impact"