This is a song about "Up so high"

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Rhymin like im ridin high up on dubs

With ya chest held up high, you believed u did no wrong

Nigga still tired so i'm yawnin, and now i'm gone

Never alone we 'bout to make the drums cry

This a gift that was given from the man up high

A thug niggas in tha house

Stand up high and reach the clouds

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

No more will we cry

True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try

Yeah, you all say damn 218s a fucked up guy, i say im sorry im so high,

Kush is packed up bic in my pocket. im so high, oh so high, im a fly guy.

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

Getting so high, say my name's peaks pike

You got to have your game tight