This is a song about "High shit"

That this shit i apply, proves that rap's demand is high/

Have a toast for tha homiessee we both gotta die

Slut i'm high than cowardly aged shit new blade with longer pierce n high coarse

And shorty, you straight, bet you look way better without no drawers

I'll feed you enough shit to give a scatological high

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

Whether i get high and wreck shit

And in fact i can’t deny

Everybody ,your hands up high,

High off life and vicodin writing shit and reciting it,

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

Getting so high it helps, to get shit off my chest, as i progress,

And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath