This is a song about "High wycombe"

That's the window into the sky

But i am flying high

On some real shit, fuck getting high

Why you call me back? don't lie

So y'all niggas can fly

Buy some french fries, then i get high

Just like a priest whose preaching on high

You need to hit the door, search for a new guy

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

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

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

High like i defy gravity,

I shine like something in the sky

Look i'm fly, super saiyen high

I can't fuck a bitch this high

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie