This is a song about "High rollers"

He struck gold, words an everlasting high

K o d, m i a, twenty racks, let it fly

Hell be picking big boulders breaking his shoulders pulling the rollers

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

You know i want a piece of that pie

I got that shit, that makes you high

Before i thought high was cool and got high at school

Ain't no doubt about it, hey girl, baby you cool

Chill bro and enjoy your marijuana high

Rather live alone forever than live a lie

Whilst in a school called junior high

Drinks in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

So y'all niggas can fly

Cause when i'm flying sky high,

That's why a little more bring a whole lot of toasters

Fuckin' rollers don't protect us they protect our owners