This is a song about "Dc young fly"

So let the bullets fly......

Busting off, tryna touch the sky

You can pick apart my raps, i ain’t told ya na’ lie

Handed him her money, – sniffed -, and now she was fly

We havin’ a celebration, love to stay high

My emotions came out expressly, shes so fly,

Where you belong with your family

Woke up in dc, and who do i see

Fly bitch gang we did that

But i muscle rap

Young money, d-town's all star

With the goons i spar

I swear the pen right across from hell, i can't cry

Now you can be the shit or the irrelevant fly

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

It's like marvel vs d.c