This is a song about "I fly"

Ugh what the fuck am i talking about im high righ now, and i still rhyme fly,

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

But am i less holy

I gotta stay fly like that g6.

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

A fly nigga, i keep having the gravity grievous

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

I grab the eagles and make them birds fly

We havin’ a celebration, love to stay high

When rap comes up in public, i seem so fly

I said, catch me on fly like malaria

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

I fly a tailor and a private chef from sicily

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money