This is a song about "Getting high trapping boolin siping lean"

You never play with young boys cause they never private

Im in my house getting high as im writing this shit,

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

These rappers say they getting high, but these niggas below me

Getting so high it helps, to get shit off my chest, as i progress,

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

Not about getting high, there is more to life

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

Southern niggas, y'all think that we lean back when we sippin' lean,

My noxious raps lean you dudes with overdoses

This my zombie circus, i hope the majors heard this

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Your bars are far from attractive they need to stick to trapping

I told him get his 9 and run

Getting so high take flight like a pigeon