This is a song about "High ryan"

Buy some french fries, then i get high

Live off my lie and my lullaby

I bet you've never seen a pig fly

Everybody ,your hands up high,

Huh, i can't interpret her

Ryan spits hot fire

And in fact i can’t deny

But i am flying high

Whats up, my name is ryan,

They like talk to em young

But on some real shit, fuck getting high

She tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

I got that shit, that makes you high

Damn is your mattress dry

Down the ryan, in a scion

If you wanted a date, don't come