The story behind the song is that the song tell's a story through life experience and embellishment with melodic rhythms and lyrical word play/
Lyrics
yo yo yo yup right there Scale's and the baggies with the weed on the flow pills on the ceiling oh shit here we go coke on the mirror please don't let nobody know molly through yo body then yo eyes start to roll have you feeling so high so high and so blowed so blowed and you feeling like yo body can float tell me where is yo mind you losing control you paranoid you think you hear the po po my money ain't proper i'm trying to make a dolla mr police man walked up and grabbed me by the colla say what yo doing around this park at night i told him i was walking cuz somebody stole my bike well alright get home and don't let me tell you twice i bent the block n INVALID s twenty minutes away and he say he on feet well damn now i'm lurking these streets with some perc and some weed powder got me clutching my teeth paranoid trying to avoid this lady and smurking at me a Blaque T i'll be there about a quarter to three and i'm keyed off all this blow and all of this weed let's meet ten's twenty's thirties got what you needScale's and the baggies with the weed on the flow pills on the ceiling oh shit here we go coke on the mirror please don't let nobody know molly through yo body then yo eyes start to roll have you feeling so high so high and so blowed so blowed and you feeling like yo body can float tell me where is yo mind you losing control you paranoid you think you hear the po po sirens in the bottles and the lights start to dance mushrooms on the flow man i can't feel my hands yelling at the ceiling and i'm climbing on the walls spinning in a circle dancing in a cloud of fog looking for my dealer izm cane-izm izm he got bag's of the molly he got bag's of the coke skittles by the thousands so that's about a boat weed by the pound yeah we'za about to float grab the e&j yeah i'm swerving while i'm driving skirt-in down the street accelerating fast poppin out the window as i'm pressing on the gas man where this nigga at i swear i need my stash dipping in the water and i'm falling in a fountain falling in a k hole i'm never letting go half a gram of the crystal and i let the bubble roll let it roll let it roll let it roll let it rollScale's and the baggies with the weed on the flow pills on the ceiling oh shit here we go coke on the mirror please don't let nobody know molly through yo body then yo eyes start to roll have you feeling so high so high and so blowed so blowed and you feeling like yo body can float tell me where is yo mind you losing control you paranoid you think you hear the po po
