This is a song about "Sly"

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

Cold-blooded, sly notoriety, being dishonored,

This a different motor man better go to work

The skin is thick, no need for leather, your father called

A soulfully sung session or a sly taunt

A sly incentive with crime intended

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

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

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

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

With no wings, feeling sly

That's the window into the sky