This is a song about "Helen yeller"

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Psycho jacket attached with brackets latched and fastened in a bridle fashion

Who thinks they're as psycho as me?

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Marijuana medical, smokin on the edible

So pretty mama make that booty accessible,

Miley cyrus, the grammy awards, helen keller, a cucumber?

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,

Or popeyes, we don't keep no birds in the circle

You know your son a asshole, but i hope you got those stacks though

But its just the brain what i'm stimulating. i look like a psycho.

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

Akon hollering at me "locked up wont let me out"