[Hook] I'm so high in the sky-high-high-high I don't know and I just don't care for what they're playin'(x2) [Verse 1: Deacon the Villain] Just chief the roach blunt fresh out the nest tryna relax When I walk in see the DJ siftin' through wax Take off the Walkman, jump in Snoop's early years Elevated, appreciating what all these girlies wear Don't touch I remind self as it happened Man I wish I had paid actors for re-enactment My beautiful sky he dropped grey skies on it And you miss and sigh(?) i call it a high moment Cause the dj, he play the same lame song for the 5th damn time Wax that you couldn't sell on eBay Tried to pull a chick outside, guess what she say "That's my song playin'" with a pea brain Well while y'all dance in inebriated trance imma hit the parkin' lot and try to come up on an amp Cause imma be damned if I party with zombies Back to my Walkman and the b**h that always calms me, smoke [Hook] I'm so high in the sky-high-high-high I don't know and I just don't care for what they're playin'(x2)
[Verse 2] Well my fifths mean, kicks clean, herbs in my jeans High as my pop and his pop, so birds in my genes And fly since strictly hip hop(?), no words in between So I walk in, get change Just caught the shift change From DJ whats his name to DJ sedative time Who turned the cloud I sat on into a negative 9 Blendin' retro with techno, on top of a lets go echo While chicks lick their lips at me but won't show me they breasts though My buds in a street fight, with stray cats and a soundtrack and i'm losin' I slumber the racks on the back of a twotip that I'm usin'(?) While I watch these cop-connoisseurs confuse it with music Get drunk hit the dance floor and abuse it Just to think I, paid to get baked today Then in an odd way paid these f**ers to take it away Now, f** it i'm out so, that's okay Like the half a**ed blunt I got stashed in the back of my ashtray Feel me? (b**h) [Hook] I'm so high in the sky-high-high-high I don't know and I just don't care for what they're playin'(x2)