This is a song about "I m high"

I"m the designated driver

My records sell, yes sir

She don't really care about anyone advice

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

And real bitches don't respect you

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race

After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...

I swear the pen right across from hell, i can't cry

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

You just do your thing chick

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds