This is a song about "Me being high"

I can make the clouds jealous nigga i am that fly

The devils drug got me feeling a real good high./

Maybe a peaceful night, baby don't cry

Good weed get me high, other drugs make me die

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

His high is still really short to me

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

My english teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high

I got plans for you look in the sky baby

 just not if it means giving up on being me,

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

See originally i was free before being cool was just being me

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

I gotta tell you it just aint easy being me,

Puffing trees to get me high as trapeze

I'm everything that they call nice