This is a song about "High frequency trading"

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

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

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Your diss deflects off the beast your seized by my words deity frequency

High everyday my favorite color blue

I'm trend-setting, despite of an awful debut

I can't fuck a bitch this high

In the lambo looking like a fly

You other brothers can’t deny

Whilst in a school called junior high

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

High like i defy gravity,

People always trying to get high

Real nigga shit, don't tell no lie

Harder to quit, the cigarettes and green bags

This is my high rap, you cant even touch my high stacks.