This is a song about "A psycosis"

Liberace, john gotti, at the same damn time

A boy without a father now you know that's a crime

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

A store that dosen't get a

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

Like a baby without a diaper

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

A church hymnal planning a pandemonium

And panned out, i'm all in love

You're a porch, i'm a fortress.