This is a song about "Higher"

Poke out from behind her

In the sky but i'm higher

Let the sticky stuff take you even higher

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

Stick with the sin never go higher

And i ain't frontin for her

And the food could have been finer

Run out as i watched him fly higher,

I feel good, i look great

Higher than my absentee rate

The deadly places slingin drugs, in thug's mansion

Higher education, evolution,

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

Defiance to any higher presence,

I got to smoke the shit that gets me higher

Got a little kick, but it ain't no tire