This is a song about "My fly outfit"

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

My children flew right by and damn, they look so fly.

Where did my time go? i let it fly

She gotta hold her head up high

I did this shit on the fly, while i was doing my review, one that tomorrow it's due

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls that you offer them ones but they ain't let you

All my women fly as shit,

You, you, you have to pay for that

They fly, right beside my eyes

Chromed-out mansion in paradise

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Kush is packed up bic in my pocket. im so high, oh so high, im a fly guy.

So i might find when it's my time and my fly rhymes have a byline

Put my plight in the verse, i bring ‘em closer to mine

I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains

Welcome to my brain, high enough to fly planes