This is a song about "Bipolar disorder"

She say boy you bipolar

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Matter fact, i mortar guys n' before disorder dies, i more than horrify

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

I'll give ya post traumatic stress disorder as my rhymes kill ya

The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha

And i just want to hold her

I'm spreading disorder

So saying it's a disorder with decline of mental health?

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

They'd tell you i'm some bipolar, steroid user

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

But i ain't bi-polar!

You must have been out your bipolar mind,

A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind