This is a song about "High times"

All you niggas die

Look i'm fly, super saiyen high

Relive all the good times

Paper planes, long flights

And other times they'll be as high as pigeons sit nigga

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

I wish i could have 25 wives

Hard to kill, how many more times?

I remember dates, times

Hop in and let me test drive

All the times i wasted sittin round gettin high

I swear i put this shit down without a gimmick or lie

In the lambo looking like a fly

Everybody ,your hands up high,

What we gotta do to survive

I'll say the fword over a hundred times