This is a song about "Sly foxing"

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

Anger on your sly shit face spray that shit with mace throw you in your case this

With no wings, feeling sly

And in fact i can’t deny

When i try and act sly, i get put in correctional facilities,

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

Should come with me to get your salad tossed

A soulfully sung session or a sly taunt

I don't wanna come down from this love i got on high

I'm a sly spy thigh high in flow that is so nice oh my

A sly incentive with crime intended

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

Cold-blooded, sly notoriety, being dishonored,

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt