This is a song about "High as hell"

You say your dope as hell,

Breakdancing to melle mel

Bong smoke got me blazed as hell

Dmv they know me well

She ain't tryna go low, go head home

High as nasa on acid, acid tone

Mary's empty eyes, they bleed as she's dragged down into hell

And all these bitches that i hung with ain’t doing too well

And bad bitches give me head and tell

Im broke as fuck, but rich as hell

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

Razor blades are sharp as hell, you might as well embrace it,

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

Keep it on the low, never kiss and tell

There'd still be niggas out killing

High as fuck ut never tilting