This is a song about "High"

Buy some french fries, then i get high

Thuggin' till the day i die

Y'all gone hear a nigga momma die

I got that shit, that makes you high

Everybody ,your hands up high,

These haters hope i hurry up and die

I bet you've never seen a pig fly

Movin, eyelids low cause my bills too high

I can't fuck a bitch this high

When that thing gon fly

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

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

I got that shit, that makes you high

You know i want a piece of that pie

Before i thought high was cool and got high at school

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule