This is a song about "Legal high"

Aint that why we get high,

That new c-l fly

Chill bro and enjoy your marijuana high

I bet you've never seen a pig fly

Ima tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

Buy some french fries, then i get high

Just like a priest whose preaching on high

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

Rocking pieces on the transit, got a legal wall now the towns tryna ban it,

I wonder why, i sit and cry

Everybody ,your hands up high,

Then got myself high with

2 chains, i got 2 bitches

The legal medical got me savoring each and every chew

Can’t take no more of your shit cause i can do better without you