This is a song about "Get higher"

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

Gettin higher and higher, there ain't no roof.

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

The liars diplomatic get higher to hear the static

Higher than the electricity bill when i get my fill

While we sweating you dripping wet from what your body spill

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

As i spit the flame grows higher and higher,

The higher and higher that i climbed

Free 2pac is all that's on a nigga's mind

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

I now raisie the bar higher

The only time i flirt with her

Your on a level but i spit higher,

Bitch, i hit one button, my roof open like a hard spot

One day i browsed on fire fox, for cheap ways to get higher pot