This is a song about "Geting high"

Lift your eyebrow up high

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

This is my high rap, you cant even touch my high stacks.

High like i defy gravity,

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Everybody ,your hands up high,

I shine like something in the sky

A kamikaze samurai, when i'm feeling kinda high

Don’t know which one i’ma drive, fuck it, i’m just gone fly

Now we making up like a bullshit lie

On some real shit, fuck getting high

Buy some french fries, then i get high

Thuggin' till the day i die

Here’s a tissue for you bitches

Then got myself high with