This is a song about "The high flyer tony montana"

Is less then any thing like the tony hawk is

As my record label nitpicks at this

I'll never call you bitch again

Tony yayo its the devil mane

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

I'll be dealin the blow that gave you the first high/

Flyer than a bird going south for the winter/

Murder bet i wrote her, kudos to the killer

Get clapped up by tony

What them tippers don't see

I wish i’ll never see you again

Tony yayo its the devil mane

The world stops revolving the gravity is high

Balling in herrrrrrre let-let-let-let it fly

Maybe a peaceful night, baby don't cry

Grab a rocket launcher and blow the cops sky high