[Intro: B. Bridges]
Thank for flying Jones and Jetson airlines
Where we bring you the best entertainment at the highest of altitudes
We appreciate you for joining us on this inaugural flight from New Orleans to Chicago
So sit back relax and enjoy our in-flight entertainment

[Verse Intro: Fiend]
Yo
Jones, Jetson
It's like, this track is like deja vu
So what I say to you
I make it through, I make it over
They just pray and wait for my greatness over

[Verse 1: Fiend]
About to catch the red eye with the red eyes
Champagne on my breath, how could I forget I
This track is my daily routine on instrumentals
Two MC's one from Orleans, one from Chi
On that Irene with that lit eye
Premium blend, yeah this a 10
Sports cars, helium hemp
Wreaking the (?)
Ya average N-i-g, I'm f-i-e to the streets every verse like a p-i-e
Mr. Jones up in first class, I ain't the preacher that got away with the church cash
Just a street bleeder its hella nerve gas behind these gold frames
Late night vamping' I should have gold fangs
Official bitches in my presence, airplane raps in every essence
Get that dough in every lesson
If it ain't making you jack then why you stressin'
Words from International Jones and Dion Jetson