This is a song about "Because i got high"

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

Because i ain't got time to vent and shine, it's what i'm hurtin' on,

Watch me fuck all these bitches

Then got myself high with

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

And your crime rate is too high because people have bad habits,

And keep my account the same way…fuck outta here

Rappin' real, and because i got thugs, i'm packing steel,

Because i got the contacts to the bomb threats

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

Is it because i'm high or is it because i'm actually white

Wanna "freak like me," fuck adinaup and down is the object, side to side

But i am flying high

Damn is your mattress dry