This is a song about "This song is fire part 2"

When trippin' high on acid, this is my relapse part two,

Maybe i lack the fortitude to try to court you

This is my break-up song,

We at the top where we belong

So fly on this fire like the sky is the limit

She's tryna fall back, cuz she say i'm all that

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

//i think this is the kind of song i'd love to do a collaboration

//this song is dedicated to the american lower class

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass