This is a song about "I cant let you get off my head"

I get these suppressed memories off my chest or i just might

Harder niggas try to hate me, they be lovin’ this side

But off of that story, let me get back to my rhyme/

You could love it or hate it but he was prime time

Cant handle cause knowing me u might get smack upside your head

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

Cuz i cant get high off that trash im blastin brain cells and this ass is

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

I got voices screamin in my head,then it bunny hopped off my shoulder,

In the caravan with some latin bitches

You cant get your fat head round this.

All dem niggas gonna hate

Damn let me get my head straight

The day before is better than the present

My head is too rushed, if i get famous i'll be fucked