This is a song about "Getting high with the squad"

Screw a chick, go outside and give the coupe a kiss

My squad, holler the loudest, y'all niggers childish

They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not

To become a couple of half pig cops, part of the rcmp squad

That was a blessing in disguise like jamaicans getting high,

My city, growl with me, hootie hoo'ing through the night sky

Pussy and patron that's some great advice

Not about getting high, there is more to life

My squad, holler the loudest, y'all niggers childish

And i've been uplifting the people i'm with

But still to not get punked on the block i just stay to squad,

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

Prolly getting high like a popped ollie/popped molly

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Floating through the sky with the random black guy high as fuck

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug