This is a song about "Bipolar disorder and then we have any questions about this"

Not to mention wale is on the way

But if we want that, then we're gonna have to pray

We all have dreamed about perform on a stage, hundred thousand people

I say, how can they compare to you, everything material

As: my dad can’t satisfy her in the bedroom ever since he passed away

About racism, we would have little agreements in a big way!

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

We fight then we have make up sex

Rewind, i don't give a fuck about any rapper, amir, or this fucking earth

I'm an overachiever, so how about i start a team of leaders

Then have to revist this evil

As i light one for ill will

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

Any future we can weave, and if we leave

Everybody and their momma gon' chant this

We all human and we all have a prejudice