This is a song about "A pyschopath"

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

What a bummer, what a drag

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

Do you a need a donation

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Its gonna be a a test

You're a disaster a sham,

You gotta let these shits go, man

The only time i flirt with her

I'm a pro your a minor,

My talent should take me places i've never been

Influences are a dime a dozen

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

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