This is a song about "Being obbesued with randall"

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

A professional masseuse diagnosed with being loose,

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

She's just trying to raise me, concerned with my well-being,

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

Then come up with punchlines,stop being hyper

When i stood with her all night despite being jet lagged

Slowly my ritalin is kickin' in and jesus left hand

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

Try being what someone wants you to be, messes with your psychiatry/

And if it's in your possession then follow the directions my dude

So drop the freaking attitude & stop with being mad & rude

It's odd being in the same room, with the man i killed,

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

Forget it i'm done with being a so called "thug",

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh