This is a song about "I m high"

But nigga don’t ride my dick when i’m on that high rise

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries

Why you call me back? don't lie

But i am flying high

I"m the designated driver

Poke out from behind her

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

Hear the rambling in the sky

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Now i m gonna tell u a real story....

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

Bt i m still writing my rap which is lyrical and melodious....

I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

My nigga banks just be ready for whatever

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser