This is a song about "Cause i got high"

I sound quite posh just cause i got dosh.

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

U scared cause i got a big tank

Last night or how you got high well i didnt catch that flight makes me

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

I'm gettin blitzed and i reminsce on all the times we shared

Cause money ain't a thing if i got it i won’t spend

So it's nothing to finish

Then got myself high with

Before i thought high was cool and got high at school

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

Cause i got a daughter to feed

I wonder why, i sit and cry

Cause when i'm flying sky high,