Welome to Wayne’s world/party time, ecstasy
Higher than a bitch, see Young Chris flying next to me
Don’t know where I’m going, no sense of directory
Smokin’ on that s--- you can’t produce, hysterectomy
Lecture me about my high, I don’t want to hear it
Tell me about the end, I may be near it but who’s to say who’s the nearest?
You might be listening to a spirit
And yeah I might be tripping but I feel terrific
High feels terrific and you know me
Mr. Soon to OD Off Mo-ney or Mo' Me, Motherf-----
I am the ultimate high
High ’til I walk up to the pulpit and fly
Yeah, that mean I’m high ’til I die
Why would I lie? ’Cuz I’m high right now
I could die right now…”
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