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

But we having sex tonight

Take her on a long ride

Tears that our fore fathers cry

People always trying to get high

Get to her place 901 3rd street get out my ride and knock on her front door,

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

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

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies

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

And use it all to get high on the medical herbs

Its icy kash on the mike, and i just bought a new bike

Whatever you like, it's whatever tonight

Everywhere on my bike

And if i want to go outside

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

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