This is a song about "Dc young fly"

Slumdog far apart any sub par

Young money, d-town's all star

Step back and watch me fly

Ima tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

Keep in mind we were so young

When it's all said and done

Wet cement open to ideas that'll fly/

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

Damn is your mattress dry

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

This power, superwoman, in da sky, im feelin fly

I told her all about how we been living a lie

She tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

Uh the realest niggas are so fly

Fly bitch gang we did that

When love comes callin', don’t love back