This is a song about "A psycho jacket with brackets attached strapped and fastened in a bridal fashion"

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Strapped up to a lie detector

Yo rhymes are so cold here's a jacket.

I just wanna be higher than that

In untimely fashion in a grimy alleyway,

He's a buster anyway, i can take him any day

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

It'd be a shame if you got capped or trapped, slapped and strapped

Nigga, i got that dilla, premo, swizzy flow

Rap with a dead beat, no wonder they call me psycho/

Bet they all will tune in, so i'mma do it bigger than

In a fashion and manner that only he the good lord can.

With bombs strapped to me, attached to my anatomy

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin

Psycho jacket attached with brackets latched and fastened in a bridle fashion