This is a song about "Getting high with my mates"

Get 420 to rhyme wicked lines while he's at home getting high

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy

Baby i beg to differ, bet you can polish a pole

Soaking in my flow getting spiritual with my soul,

Whole team getting high moon walking on kites

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

Think its bout time to get my lungs scanned, so i plan in getting in a high command

Cause these suckers wanna spray where i lay downmy homie lost his family and snapped

Then got myself high with

Take her back to where i live

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly

But on some real shit, fuck getting high