This is a song about "Fly like a birdy yolo"

They say i float like a butterfly fly and strike like a serpent

These hoes say i'm a poet i try to make em different

See it's simply greed, it's such a need to say your broke

Stay fly like a birdie, under par one stroke

Bitch, you're a penguin, and penguins don't fly.

We was high school peers, in junior high

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

From this trife life and them bright lights, 'cuz i be so fly like a night kite,

To make karma come faster than she normally will

And i'll fly off like a bat that's attached to the back handle,

I gotta stay fly like that g6.

And teachers thought i was dumb or crazy

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

She wants to fly like a bee