This is a song about "Weed getting high weezy long"

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Prolly getting high like a popped ollie/popped molly

Getting so high take flight like a pigeon

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

Oh god honey i think he's high on that marijuana weed

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

The revolution will proceed

Your slower than a stoner high off weed,

But on some real shit, fuck getting high

I wonder why, i sit and cry

A clever cat getting jiggie / smoking that sticky weed

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat

Whole team getting high moon walking on kites

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

Havoc on the track boi, grab it hold it tight

Getting so high, say my name's peaks pike