This is a song about "Looking fly"

Hey, looking boy, what d'you say looking boy?

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

If you don't give a fuck, put your hands up high

I'm craving the feeling to jump and fly

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

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

Wet cement open to ideas that'll fly/

Word to lethargy hardly will i ever lie

You need to hit the door, search for a new guy

My emotions came out expressly, shes so fly,

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

So let the bullets fly......

U got all them drums in there

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