This is a song about "High scir"

He struck gold, words an everlasting high

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

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

Lift your eyebrow up high

Dump that bitch in the sly

These haters hope i hurry up and die

Buy some french fries, then i get high

I got that shit, that makes you high

Thuggin' till the day i die

Y'all gone hear a nigga momma die

One moment we'll be so high

The world stops revolving the gravity is high

Can't land little roller, i be keeping the fly

Just like a priest whose preaching on high

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