This is a song about "Smoke the weed and fly high"

Word to lethargy hardly will i ever lie

I'm craving the feeling to jump and fly

Motherfucker i ain't never broke

You act high and mighty, you just blow smoke.

Put up and smoke that weed,

Last of a dying breed

Getting high today and feel like i wanna fly away

I'm the burger king, i gotta have it my way

Ugh what the fuck am i talking about im high righ now, and i still rhyme fly,

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

Smoke weed and pop bottles my real niggas be pouring

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

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

We fly high perfect 10 you know i stick the landing

Shit grand like a muh-fucking bass load

That you can buy the clothes and the weed to smoke