This is a song about "Trippin on feeling"

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Riding on coyotes while i'm trippin' on peyote

Feeling like i'm on cloud nine but my parents don't agree

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Crunk on that colt 45 drunk feeling funk nah mean

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

When you've possessed this feeling of everything building on your chest

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Feeling looser than kid cudi on maui wowie.

Hop in and let me test drive

Got me feeling like j.j. on good times