This is a song about "High schoo"

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

But i am flying high

I mean the game been dry

You know every night i'm high

I got that shit, that makes you high

I like big butts and i cannot lie

This is my high rap, you cant even touch my high stacks.

The tracks on snack off raps, see stacks from back of my slacks

Just like a priest whose preaching on high

Hands in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

We ain't doing armani, this is hermes fly

Chill bro and enjoy your marijuana high

That's the window into the sky

Aint that why we get high,

So let me tell you about this guy

Bitch im gonna blow you sky high