This is a song about "Way to high"

Now we going hard like i ain't gonna die

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

Time in high school passes way more fast than you expect yo

I caught a felony loving the way the guns blow

Booger bear, i'll have you up in hooker gear, i swear

If there's a god way up high nobody's showin' me where,

If you out there let me hear you say

Commanding things to be my way

About that nigga round the way, who's always high off a jay

She said i'm her hideaway i get her off like a holiday

His high is still really short to me

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

People always trying to get high

We ain't doing armani, this is hermes fly

And normally, i'd try to end this fucked shit on a high.

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy