This is a song about "Haltom high"

Everybody ,your hands up high,

Maybe a peaceful night, baby don't cry

Hands in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

Whilst in a school called junior high

I be ballin, they wonder why

Just like a priest whose preaching on high

This is my high rap, you cant even touch my high stacks.

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

All you can do is get high

And i know that your supply

Fuck you let me enjoy my high...

I'll meet you in the sky

We ain't doing armani, this is hermes fly

I got that shit, that makes you high

All you niggas die

But i am flying high