This is a song about "Function"

Because my brain doesn't function right.

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Girl i know you want a piece of my function

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

I am amazed that i can still function at this rate,

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

Just to be able to function throughout the day, let's see

What up girl, tell me how you been

Hit em how do you function?

No fiction, mentally dis function,my mind talks why should i mention

New racist, too vacant, mutations, natural selection

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

If i ever lose you then i need to know how to function independently,

Form follows function, so watch who you diss

But you been looking for love in all the wrong places