This is a song about "Whitney high"

I shine like something in the sky

Buy some french fries, then i get high

Real nigga shit, don't tell no lie

You know every night i'm high

I don't fiend for beef: i eat bitches

Then got myself high with

This is my high rap, you cant even touch my high stacks.

Touring through the warmest cities with the coldest raps

Before i thought high was cool and got high at school

I don't need a bunch of jewels to show you i'm cool

But it thinks high and mighty

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Just like a priest whose preaching on high

Revelations say you either fry or fly