This is a song about "Lifting spirts"

Lifting the sinking pressure

I'm here to make it better

But that throat she got have a nigga stuck

Raising it up, levitating, lifting it up,

Lifting your bitch like blaine - what a shame she's an average jane

Enough to drive a man insane, a woman insane

Shame on themyour legs too little and your t-shirt big

Sip your frickin' gin tonic, split your lifting lit spliff chronic,

My success is lifting your eyelids/

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks