This is a song about "I belive i can fly"

High as rockets and fly as falcons, i see the better view

I love my onesand now i put blood on yousnatch money from you

Im fly when i spit lyrics hyper linguistic

In that 09' range while i'm singing old tre shit

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

I fly a tailor and a private chef from sicily

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

She tried to call home mom dukes ain't care

Like a crimson tide i let the fury fly

Never alone we 'bout to make the drums cry

Run out as i watched him fly higher,

Or something that you paid for

Think your fly? fuck guns i pull out and let the #fly #spray

I'mma do the right thing though, take shock anyway