This is a song about "High frequency trading"

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

Before i thought high was cool and got high at school

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

The world stops revolving the gravity is high

Buy some french fries, then i get high

Damn is your mattress dry

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

Spanglish, taylor, jamie, my ranking and yugioh trading cards

One moment we'll be so high

Real nigga shit, don't tell no lie

Lift your eyebrow up high

Dreamin on a lullaby

I can't fuck a bitch this high

I'm on my grown man b.i you see why

I shine like something in the sky

Just like a priest whose preaching on high