This is a song about "High schook"

I'm on my grown man b.i you see why

Just like a priest whose preaching on high

Yeah, since i was a knee high

I'm the other guy

All personas aside, fuck oklahoma, i'm high.

Half of my game? yo, that shit be a lie

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

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

Never had a chance to try

You know every night i'm high

Whilst in a school called junior high

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

Now everybody put your hands up high

Word to lethargy hardly will i ever lie

I can't fuck a bitch this high

I shine like something in the sky