This is a song about "I m high"

Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!

Carol city or was it the west

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

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

Never had a chance to try

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

Now i m getting bored and started to write this shit...

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

When i saw that 28 to put me in and out of state

Cos i m working in this shit...which my daddy made...

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

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

Let me go like this, ready for whatever

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

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