This is a song about "My mind potent like you high off keys or something"

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

With you, my cd, and maybe mtv or something,

Like countries losing their planes like car keys,

And i know - there'll never be peace

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

And my niggas sell them keys if you can't open your door

Scared off, my advantage i'll eat you like a sandwich

I had you motherfuckers eating salad like a fat bitch

Good vibes, keepin my hood behind my mind so that these vibes stay high,

True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Spend the rest of your life in prison is easy off or something

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

This is my high rap, you cant even touch my high stacks.

This high powered cell at the county jailpunk judge got a grudge, can't post no bail, what

So i conceived a scheme/and retrieved the keys/inside my mind and sealed it shut.