This is a song about "Your higher then a kite"

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

From this trife life and them bright lights, 'cuz i be so fly like a night kite,

If you think your a rap god then your damn wrong

Fuck it i got a few more now that my hair long

We roll a blunt, higher then, flyin' kites

Stuntin' in some other jordan nines

Your on a level but i spit higher,

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

With devastating bombs originating a higher echelon

Get ya money up, jewelry tight, swagger right

She grabs her post-it note, turns it to a kite

Getting higher than a fuking blue jay.

Yeah, i know, that's what they all say

I believed in a higher being.

The time is now, on everything