This is a song about "Going on a bike ride to get high"

And use it all to get high on the medical herbs

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

And normally, i'd try to end this fucked shit on a high.

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

But nigga don’t ride my dick when i’m on that high rise

I'm official nice, y'all niggas fisher price

I know you get lonely when i ain’t home, on the road

Used to ride on a goat, now i'm living in a moat

We on that high rise/ you betta get a grip

He screamed "thug life" and emptied the clip

And learn to ride a bike

Wino might find yo' sight

Uhh, i woke up and screamed, fuck the world

The snitch on the block... is going to get murdered

And i'm indecisive when the things are light

The revolution is coming get ready to ride