This is a song about "High and low"

Chill bro and enjoy your marijuana high

Rather live alone forever than live a lie

Back straight, eyes low, he wears khakis and polo shoes

Yeah, i got the flow that they know is the truth

Gettin' high as cheech and chong

And we don't know no right from wrong

Let me say this shit in slow-mo, homo

And stop these gunfights, be peaceful, don't be low

But low and behold she finds you endearing,

Got a big fat lawsuit and everything

You lay that low you better think and fuckin learn

I killed my manager with an iron

Me and my pupils is mutual they not focused as me though

Maybe a couple exten-do's these niggas know and i'm ridin low,

Laying low and your losing what the fuck do you think

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist