This is a song about "Because i got high"

I got high analysis a lyrical graduate.

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit

I heard this plane talk, got his head held high

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

Too busy trying to dig a hole in your jeansnow it seems, it's check out time

It’s about time i got mine, because the lines i comprise and design/

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

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

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Because when i was 16 i got caught with marijuana

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

Because right now i feel like i have only got a couple routes,

Before i thought high was cool and got high at school

Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool

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

Niggas is hot when i hit the block, what if i die tonight