This is a song about "Fly"

Who's that looking so fly?

Thuggin' till the day i die

All my women fly as shit,

Well, i can handle that

A lime to a lemon, remind you of the sky

When you need a minute all time does is fly

So let the bullets fly......

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

Sometimes i hit my pipe and fly

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

Tried to warn the little nigga either stop or die

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

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

Look i'm fly, super saiyen high

Live off my lie and my lullaby

I'm craving the feeling to jump and fly