This is a song about "Weed party high alien"

An alien on my own rock, who woulda thought

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

Everyone follow me in this bitch you wrote this high on weed

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

I'ld probably buy an #ounce of #weed and get #high for a #week

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

But make sure if they do see

If you just came here to party,

Did you have fun?cause i'mma need a cab just to get me homemaybe you could call in sick

Dabbled in alien atmospheric, burying you in this searin lyric

Toast, toast to the party!

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Im high as a bitch smokin weed

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

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