This is a song about "I m high"

I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained

Look, just remember how that winning taste

I"m the designated driver

Run for cover and return fire

Teach you how to rope a chick

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

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

Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

But i am flying high

And in fact i can’t deny

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

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

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

I´m a legend, a bigger dick in a vanilla wrapper bitch.