This is a song about "Clinical"

I'm despicable, invisible to your visible visual,

I ain't clinical but your minimal syllable bars are not fixable

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

#clinical insanity my brain flooded in genetical systems, belonging in therapies

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Mcing in clinical submission, miracle musician

I can't complaini've seen my fair share of the fame

Clinical pain, i have a fuckin cynical brain,

My rhymes are biddable, physical, clinical to your health even critical

If they sweet like a skittle, every little single bit will riddle

Young strugglersracing the clockain't no telling when it all can end

Clinical insanity driven by all of the received torment