This is a song about "Sly"

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

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

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

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

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

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

With no wings, feeling sly

She tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

Cold-blooded, sly notoriety, being dishonored,

This a different motor man better go to work

A sly incentive with crime intended

Gotti here, i’m in this shit

Cause my mother let me do what i want

A soulfully sung session or a sly taunt