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

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

Little women be mommas, little niggas ain’t fathers

Soaking in my flow getting spiritual with my soul,

The pope inside nine capsules, fuck it let's split a roll

Getting so high take flight like a pigeon

Hold on you can see my vision

I'm rapping for my mates

One verse is all it takes

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

But my mates said i'm a loser

On some real shit, fuck getting high

Balling in herrrrrrre let-let-let-let it fly

And for the nigga that pulled the trigger then tried to slide

Getting back to just spitting with all my motherfuckin might/

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

True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try