This is a song about "High as hell"

It's that crack, give you something to sell

But now i'm back again, going hard as hell

And you can't be high as me

That's the way, you can move it baby

Sb nike's, with the grey box

A chart scores as high stars and mars

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

High as fuck ut never tilting

I’m way harder than the concrete

Im high as a bitch smokin weed

Keep it on the low, never kiss and tell

But as rude and as indecent as all hell

I got that oxymoronic flow cause it’s cold as hell

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

She got a fat ass, she prolly know me well

I live in god's waiting room, depressing as hell