This is a song about "Feeling good on wesnesday"

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

When you've possessed this feeling of everything building on your chest

I'm hooked on that good stuff

Rub the wood and ima show em love

I'm rapping on spot and i'm still feeling cheerful

This is the shit that is makin' me cynical

Her mother on the other hand wasn't so good

So i gotta get my point across like a snitch would

She said, "don't be fucking with nobody

Feeling partly godly sat on a bed calmly

Yall just kept me on that good energy.

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Got me feeling like j.j. on good times

Stuntin' in some other jordan nines

The devils drug got me feeling a real good high./

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly