This is a song about "Being really high"

Dump that bitch in the sly

But i am flying high

While i'm making history

Try to be different but really

And in fact i can’t deny

Lift your eyebrow up high

These haters hope i hurry up and die

You know every night i'm high

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

But i should really stop worrying about your well being

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

Aint that why we get high,

Bun b, i’m underground king

For going on being

But being high only elucidates to me

Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy