This is a song about "High sky s"

Grab a rocket launcher and blow the cops sky high

Luchador like i been masked but still remain fly

Pick my enemies out the crowd, and motherfucker's die

With sicker syllables that go so high and touch the fucking sky

Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high

You cant stop me im too high in the sky

You better get yours fore i reach mine

High in the sky, i think i see cloud nine,

I'm not flying sky high, i'm only four foot nine

You cooking pork anyway, i ain't into to swine

Lost in beijing, body going sky-high,

These haters hope i hurry up and die

As she sees us from the sky high, through mom's eyes

And i refuse to camoflauge with other guys

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

Birds in the sky fluttered with their high numbers in search of food