This is a song about "I m so high i can t hear a thing"

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Yeah, you all say damn 218s a fucked up guy, i say im sorry im so high,

Just sit back and relax and take it easy

I clear my throat so they can hear me

In a high chair so much i make all the toddlers jealous

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

Were here with me so yal can hear me/if i was on stage everybody would feel me

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

Build a fire inside, i can hear that shit igniting/

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

I wanna be featured in a magazine, this diesel, it be my gasoline,

I kill em all slowly so i can hear them clearly, as they scream wishing it was all a dream,