This is a song about "High wycombe"

People always trying to get high

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

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

Everybody ,your hands up high,

I wonder why, i sit and cry

One moment we'll be so high

No more will we cry

Aint that why we get high,

Cause when i'm flying sky high,

I bet you've never seen a pig fly

Now everybody put your hands up high

Ima tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

High everyday my favorite color blue

Real recognize real, real women dont know you

Never had a chance to try

I can't fuck a bitch this high