This is a song about "Demented"

Man, you're demented, still can't believe you're accepted

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that

All eyes on her like's she's deranged or demented

Last night i was so fine, till i got demented, in the left side of my mind

Photogenic, windows tinted, what type of car the ferrari kind

Man, you're demented, still can't believe you're accepted

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit