This is a song about "Dc young fly"

Drop 3 down and let it fly, oh let it fly, fly high

Sniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

I wonder why, i sit and cry

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

Woke up in dc, and who do i see

Summertime in the city

Step back and watch me fly

Busting off, tryna touch the sky

And all you cute

I must go like fly route,

We havin’ a celebration, love to stay high

Wet cement open to ideas that'll fly/

In every bird i see fly

I'll meet you in the sky

Hear the rambling in the sky

Uh the realest niggas are so fly