This is a song about "Im hight"

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

Im in these streets im gettin paid

Yea, i been humble too long

To guess the shit im on, im gone

And i feared that my fans say i failed

Sometimes im afraid sometimes im engaged

Im stuck in reality im no longer dreaming

And she would do anything for everything

To mcs that don't rhyme good

Im still loaded, im loaded

Im confused and distressed, happy yet im depressed

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent

Im gonna rap to prove im good

Call me a product of my own damn hood

I know the world been waiting for that

Im still loaded, im loaded