This is a song about "Life ride high guy carpet"

Floating through the sky with the random black guy high as fuck

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

A complete mess but still i ride the roller coaster of life

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

Not about getting high, there is more to life

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

I'm losing supply up on high that no lie and i'ma bout to apply for my old guy

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

I'm misunderstood not really a bad guy just high off drugs/

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

From trying ride life in the fast lane

Who feel 9 to 5, seeing me again

I guess it just time to get high, guy

We ain't doing armani, this is hermes fly

Now i'm the high guy that can divide, i divide your head and your bread

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed