This is a song about "High anxiety"

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

Death and anxiety have riddled my life,

I bet you've never seen a pig fly

One moment we'll be so high

Don't ask me why

Aint that why we get high,

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

All the numbness, hate, guilt and anxiety it's not for me.

They got you trapped, you're better off gettin shot upi'm convinced self-defense is the way

Much like sobriety brings anxiety to alcoholics day after day.

Question is, is it anxiety or is it just my heart,

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

I can't wait for summer, i might just so see a preacher, with all of them giving me anxiety

Cause everytime you come around

Smoke purp anxiety stays down