This is a song about "Fucked up mind"

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

Notice how none of my lines need rhymes because of my fucked up mind,

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

Nothing but another fiend, till i fucked up

My thoughts are scrambling my mind is fucked it needs dismantling

Wow, umm, so tyler if you had the chance to tell him something

And when it come to the cash

Fucked you up, straight in the ass!

Yea hears to the fucked up teens

Can barely walk the city streets

Pour amaretto and get fucked up,

Rapping roulette, this life is a drug

Ummmm yes, we don't stand in the club

And as long as it is fucked up

Bad rap, cuties claim

Fucked up the whole time frame