This is a song about "To high"

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Blazing the weed to get high free,

My english teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

He uses anything he can find to get high

Sniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Pick my enemies out the crowd, and motherfucker's die

I'll feed you enough shit to give a scatological high

Cap heights, 1-2-4, landover, everywhere

But he was too drunk and high to even care,

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

Cause my standards are way to high for you to meet,

Luchador like i been masked but still remain fly

Who'd predict shed come to me? make me feel so high,

He sighed, then started to cry, his voice got kinda high.

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die