This is a song about "Gettin high"

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

Gettin loc, faded high, losin all awareness

The real reason, it's gettin hazy

I got plans for you look in the sky baby

I keep a level head, gettin high layin low

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

All the times i wasted sittin round gettin high

I told her all about how we been living a lie

Gettin high all the time with the girl im gonna make mine,

Just a couple niggas in a boxcar that bitch go lime

But that's what he liked her

Days were gettin colder