This is a song about "Fly"

That’s why you never expect to see me say goodbye

When you need a minute all time does is fly

Who's that looking so fly?

She gotta hold her head up high

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

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die

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

Sometimes i hit my pipe and fly

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

Wet cement open to ideas that'll fly/

Day and night are my 'posites rare

Why? cuz am so fly, so fly. i swear.

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

Y'all gone hear a nigga momma die