This is a song about "Bitches murder weed hoes fuckers sex crazy insane hate killer assassin honduras criminal"

Eyes never lazyg.e.d-ing on the daily

Being insane on my brain im crazy,

I'm stayin insane i hate to say

Take me away away

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

I can always go home and look down my street

So here comes malcolm sex to murder you

She better shed a couple tears when she come through

It's just fuckin crazy that we have a city this insane

That ass is fat baby ain't no way to hide your frame

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

Our vision never changed, we self made

You bitches just spit so much hate

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

It feels like i'm goin' insane, am i the one who's crazy?