This is a song about "Bates"

With that hotel bates swag just call me norman

Turned himself in, i had to find that dumb

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains

It equates to a modern day norman bates

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

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate

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

To call me norman bates is just a horrid imitation

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Geechi on her, came back: a million chains

Soon, i could relate to norman bates.