This is a song about "Fly"

I'm craving the feeling to jump and fly

Never alone we 'bout to make the drums cry

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy

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

Wet cement open to ideas that'll fly/

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

Busting off, tryna touch the sky

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

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

Where did my time go? i let it fly

Look i'm fly, super saiyen high

In every bird i see fly

And i know that your supply

Step back and watch me fly

When i'm low, she take me high