This is a song about "Casanova fly"

All you niggas die

Coz if you'll try,you'll feel like fly

She wants to fly like a bee

Bitch, they call it motor city

I grab the eagles and make them birds fly

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

I don't have pussy on my lap, or bitches in the livin' room gettin' it on.

Or the doggone casanova double teamin maria sharapova with the don juan

Always fly dont matter the occasion

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

So let the bullets fly......

And i know that your supply

My teacher said impossible but i’ma fucking try

Now you can be the shit or the irrelevant fly

Tears that our fore fathers cry

Uh the realest niggas are so fly