I Must Be High South Park Mexican (Ft. Russell Lee)

[Verse 1: South Park Mexican]
I'm damned if I do and damned if I don't
Holla, "Fuck the world" with my chest full of smoke
I choke on my breakfast, the end of my necklace
Say Dopehouse Records, Screwston, Texas
The diamonds in my emblem is cut like a prince's
You can keep the Lexus, 'cause I got two Benzes
I'm in your girlfriends' hot intestines
'Cause I bought her two dresses and some contact lenses
Got a message in a bottle, hit the throttle in my carro
Click and clack my semi-auto 'cause I'm trying to see tomorrow
Bought a condo for my top ho 'cause she working that taco
It's the top-selling vato, twenty threes on the Tahoe
TV screens, margarita machines with street marines
Got love for the Crips, and Bloods, and Latin Kings
If it means anything this for all my G's
I'm in jail 'cause I forgot my fucking ABC's
Another DWI, drunk and fucking high
I'll be out before the motherfucking sun can touch the sky
They call me young Thurston Howell the Third
And that's my word
I'm a swang, I'm a swerve
I'm a park and scrape the curb

[Chorus: Russell Lee]
Why when I'm not high, does my life feel like it's missing something?
I know that I must be high, so that I can function
Why when I'm not high, does my life feel like it's missing something?
I know that I must be high, so that I can function