This is a song about "High top"

God damn it, i'm one hell of a guy

You know every night i'm high

Why you call me back? don't lie

People always trying to get high

I'm back to life flying high as pilots on airliners designed for the top

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

Ok, bitch you outta your top.

Real nigga shit, don't tell no lie

Lift your eyebrow up high

Almost cried right on the spot

Block the pass, we on top/

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that