This is a song about "Berserk"

(and go berserk) all night long

Heh, if the autotune's gone

For what it's worth i'll go berserk for saying "sure"

You know i spit that sick shit and there’s still no cure

Before a nigga finish put in the work

If i don't finish my work, teach' will go berserk

Do pot, now i'm birthing berserk,

Who dat, who dat? cole world

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

But bitches down in your berserk ass, pounding your balls as it drips the tears

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

So how'd this nerved berserk murderer come into existence?

I better straighten it out, soon as i get to work

The stress and all the social work, makes you wanna go berserk,