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

But i didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll

Soaking in my flow getting spiritual with my soul,

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

My culture's smiling, getting more in depth with each breath

I give em a script, you bitch nigga's my children

Getting so high take flight like a pigeon

Then got myself high with

My hopes and all my wishes

I told her all about how we been living a lie

That was a blessing in disguise like jamaicans getting high,

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

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

My brains the thing that pull it, mates be telling me to cool it

Ask too many questions about the stars and earth shit