This is a song about "Getting high with friends"

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

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

Prolly getting high like a popped ollie/popped molly

Fuck it, odd future some nazis, black nazis don't copy

With serious impedence, shake hands and say let's be friends/

Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends

Perhaps it's just a fantasy

With friends and family

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends

See me every night chilling with all of my friends

Whole team getting high moon walking on kites

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

Then got myself high with

Crazy talking and foolish

Sights extended with high intention

9 months later, new car, can’t afford a son