This is a song about "Gettin high"

Just lay back, get your face slapped

You dried instead of gettin damp,

Haters gettin shitty

What them tippers don't see

It’s knowin’ it’s over

Days were gettin colder

Gettin' high as cheech and chong

We buy out stores till its all too gone

Ask her address she holla saks fifth

Everything that means gettin with

Gettin weak all in my knees

I'm everything that they call nice

Gettin high burning the runways lifted n dazed, easy days lazy ways

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

I keep a level head, gettin high layin low

Heartbroken obviously, there's not tomorrow