[Verse 1:] You want me to relax on a plane?/ Man, that’s practically insane/ Every time I fly, I’m convinced we going down in flames/ See I pass security and dealt with all the rubbish/ Like taking my belt and kicks off, and paying eighty bucks for luggage/ Pick up my carry-on, I’m ready to fly/ Like a bird, get my Larry on, I’m stepping inside/ People always in the way, they gotta move to the left/ There’s a captain with the booze on his breath/ I greet the stewardess next/ Who’s kinda hot, but she isn’t my style/ Just my luck I have the seat between the window and aisle/ Stuck between two people, I’m a prisoner now/ And behind us is this Ritalin child, shit is wild/ The woman next to me is Betty, perfume heavy/ Southern accent mixed with cranking on already/ The dude on my left, death breath, I suppose/ A redneck named Ed if I’m judging by his clothes/ And yo, you think I’d like that/ ‘Cause I don’t pay attention to the flight attendant/ When she demonstrate the life vest/ Or the oxygen mask, ’cause if we’re gonna crash/ We all dying, that’s why I hate flying/
[Chorus (Jay-Z sample)] I can touch down and take off the same night/ Only thing change, the tail number on the flight/
[Verse 2] I guess we getting in at midnight, show me/ A nine hour flight with one in-flight movie/ It’s some chick flick, sisterhood traveling pants shit/ I can’t sit still, can’t go to bed/ Can’t grab my headphones, they’re in the overhead/ Unless I climb over Ed/ Yo I think I’ll wait for a soda instead/ Yeah I’ll have a Pepsi – the whole can, not a cup of ice/ Man I’m feeling like I suck at life/ And when the turbulence kicks in my nervous system/ Makes every little sound sound sickening/ Sometimes I feel planes are the worst invention/ Birds and engines don’t mix/ Shit mechanics don’t fix/ Betty’s sleeping and I’m frozen like a mannequin/ I take a look around the cabin and nobody’s panicking/ And that’s good, but whether we’re safe/ Can usually be told by the look on the flight attendant’s face/ That’s when I hear a crazy sound and she hits the ground/ The redneck looks at me and says, ‘I think we’re going down’/ And now there’s women screaming, babies crying/ I’m afraid of dying, I hate flying/
[Chorus (Jay-Z sample)] I can touch down and take off the same night/ Only thing change, the tail number on the flight/
[Verse 3] I think Ed is right, shit we going down/ I hope the landing gear is intact/ I’m prepared for impact/ I feel my limbs crack/ Pull my head to my knees/ Got my ears covered up/ What the fuck is going on?/ I’m holding on/ We supposed to sail right across/ Not go out like the Oceanic flight from Lost/ Yeah we dive through clouds/ As beams of sweat dive through my eyebrows/ I’m thinking, ‘Why now?’/ My whole body tenses up, fist clenches up/ Hell or Heaven, tell me where will I be ending up?/ My seat’s buckled, head’s buried, eyes shut/ The captain comes on but everyone’s like, “What?’/ ‘Cause you can’t understand, never can/ And I think we passed the point of looking for a place to land/ This is certain death, I won’t even need a coffin/ I won’t bleed a drop and/ Somebody better tell Saint Peter I’ll be knocking/ Can’t believe this is it, the only option/ We gonna blow up, incinerate and no one’s watching/ Altitude dropping/ There’s no stopping this plane/ My ears popping it’s insane/ My fear I can’t conceal it/ It’s sad won’t feel it/ I’m thinking of my life/ My son, my dog, my wife/ No, no, no! Nobody’s talking/ This is it we’re gonna die! ‘Welcome to Boston’/