This is a song about "High and i might go off tempo"

And i might go split-to-slit - almost wished it...

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Now i'm feeling like i might go psycho

Mmg chain, lookin' like a light show

Matter a fact i might take your head off ebay and keep it to re-enact

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

An i'm still dope, the hobbits no bill bro, bilbo still go not off tempo but on flow yo

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

Pick my enemies out the crowd, and motherfucker's die

Acid seeps in and your high as a kite, i might destroy you i

If i die and you list me off i'll procrastinate and go insane

My nigga was on his hustle i introduced him my name

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

High off life and vicodin writing shit and reciting it,

Ha, okparty people doin' what i say

Might just go away, and it might just go away