This is a song about "Going in"

Going insane/ sanity didn't dye in /vein

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

Flow? were going in the unknown!

Playing with fire is a danger zone

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Without weezing imma say that im going in.

Big and full of frights, in carts going round and round

They stop the whole game everytime i come around

And understand, deprived cause lives or going out, some are coming in

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Prufrock going noodles in this bitch like spaghetti

Say trill again ill overdose on vicodin to escape you're presence

Methods going to the edges, it's all in me like infections (infections)

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

If you're not going to cooperate, just get in the trunk