This is a song about "Too high up"

*bleep* a creep in diguise cussin to the gods up high,

You can pick apart my raps, i ain’t told ya na’ lie

I mean the game been dry

Lift your arm up high to the sky

And if you don't give a fuck, put your hands up high

Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry

Sorry, that’s just part of my hobby

Ended up drinkin too much bacardi

Til he started killing no more dealin too high for that now.

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

You just need to take me, i know you can fly

Now everybody put your hands up high

Girl back up and give a high five

Conversating on my life