This is a song about "Flies"

Rollin' down the four o five

Time flies, all those cries and tries

I keep a broad beside me while i skate coast

You saying we rap's claimin' a fighter pilot flies don't

Cause she's playing both roles like her occupation was dyke, fucking right

Bang bang pucker pucker killing people like flies gotta survive; soul suicide

Two chains, two guns, he bipolar

Most flies flock to those with the worst odor

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Supply an entire island of flies, or a botanical garden

Unify them, mob through, take over and

I smoke until dusk, ash flies like dust,

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

I'm multis-swaggin smashin you faggot like playing nintendo, like flies you're dropping