This is a song about "Amok"

I do self evaluate, yeah, i know i've got some problems

I'm running amok in a village of villians and sluts

Too many times in control and i allowed things to run amok,

I'm longer than em: i ain't talking no rockin republic

This high powered cell at the county jailpunk judge got a grudge, can't post no bail, what

Is it my fault that in every bar you can find passion?fuck stuck amok? damn dawg you suck

You're in luck though, there's a new rapper amok

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Now keep frontin like you're fuckin hard and living amok

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

An arena of alternative atmospheres’ run amok

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup