This is a song about "He"

Insane, crazy, the only girl that can make time then make me stop

Mind he did and he was so pumped he lost track of time. he looks at the clock

And now your best friend's having kids

He got you sick, he takes the mix

He was in for thrill, he was skilled.

And i'm just being honest

He raps fine lines he knows he raps tight

We tie dynamite to the rhino type

So drop the slam and lets get sick

Caus he vibes and he lies chronic

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

As he grew up he got more confused

18 year sentence with no parole

He thinks that he can control