This is a song about "High limits"

Damn is your mattress dry

Look i'm fly, super saiyen high

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

To be walkin this borderline of detroit city limits

A lime to a lemon, remind you of the sky

Chill bro and enjoy your marijuana high

People always trying to get high

Maybe a peaceful night, baby don't cry

Cause when i'm flying sky high,

Dump that bitch in the sly

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

You up, you gotta know your limits without any assistance or else

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

You know every night i'm high

On some real shit, fuck getting high

I be ballin, they wonder why