This is a song about "Way to high"

He uses anything he can find to get high

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

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

Approach for contactcause i'm live i multiply

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

Rather live alone forever than live a lie

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

Wolf gang in this bitch, nigga, we six feet deep

Be careful, they want us to stay drunk and high!

Hands in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

Or to make their way all the way up to fame

Down in dallas at the all-star game

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

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