This is a song about "Archie norman"

Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured

Forced towards norman the foremen dork,

With that hotel bates swag just call me norman

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates

Stab you to fuckin' death like my name was norman bates

To call me norman bates is just a horrid imitation

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Just put on one of me or big sean's cds and roll me some

My shoes cost a fortune paintin these pictures like norman

You ain't crazy as norman bates, that's up for debate

Where every recipient, property of the state

On that water like islands they ain’t swimmin’ you dig

I'm not normal, i'm norman, put this bitch on lock and be sick

Now they mention my nigga with all the greats

Soon, i could relate to norman bates.