This is a song about "We fly"

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

Sometimes i hit my pipe and fly

Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die

Uh the realest niggas are so fly

But its you that the one so please come back we can fly

Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry

Step back and watch me fly

Dreamin on a lullaby

We fly high perfect 10 you know i stick the landing

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

I'm trying to make a profit out of living in this sini'm in the dark getting buzzed, looking for some love

Dare to be fly ic-arus? you'll probably fall to the forest, before we even call in the chorus

Damn is your mattress dry

Who's that looking so fly?