This is a song about "High on weed"

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Fourths of weed, i'm back to pack on hands

After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...

Revelations say you either fry or fly

Yup, hit e.t up on the cell phone

High as nasa on acid, acid tone

Yeah i know we never got to meet

I'm on this beat, like a stoner on weed.

Get high on the white lady

But i think i like that, just maybe

Lovin how i got you niggas crazy

Blazing the weed to get high free,

Just like a priest whose preaching on high

These haters hope i hurry up and die

Crack dealers on the block, young niggas will tamper weed,

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet