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

Then got myself high with

Thug shit, i keep a beamed out fifth

But on some real shit, fuck getting high

Half of my game? yo, that shit be a lie

Days consist of getting payed/ getting bred with my team

All my niggas is winning, shout out to charlie sheen

And all they wanna do is be with me, even my mates girls

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

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

But my mates said i'm a loser

My records sell, yes sir

And i know that your supply

On some real shit, fuck getting high