This is a song about "High on meth"

When that banga on ya head, and u high on the med

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

High on that energy ride

I'm feeling like things gon' be alright

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

But you the one on crystal meth, bitch my rhymes are limitless

I bet you've never seen a pig fly

On some real shit, fuck getting high

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Animal instinct like hannibal lecter on crystal meth hits,

Whole team getting high moon walking on kites

All the time with this glock of mines

Add some meth and that pills

My team getting digits

Sitting on the high tops sniping you targets,

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives