This is a song about "I smoke til im high"

Cuz i cant get high off that trash im blastin brain cells and this ass is

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

My future so bright i'd probably go blind before i blink twice, i ain't lying

But im not leavin, til this battle i completed with my sophisticated rhyming,

Fantasizing about the fountains, i have better ideas, why fuck it with college/

When im happy i get real bitches to call me daddy, they crawl all over me til i say quit bitch,

You act high and mighty, you just blow smoke.

Ever since then i had no job

Nigga im high as mother fucker, i will choke

I bet you've never seen a pig fly, nope

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

High of oxy im hardly conscious