The mental melee got me kickin' like pele
See i came a long way, that's living the wrong way
Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him
Yo just drop the gun and we can get you in to a mental institution/
Producing tracks from the mental till i die
As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby
We're aware of these scary truths, daily we bury'em while we evade the news
I used the pain as an excuse, for what wasnt coveted, for the mental abuse
Where the hell is my mental rap?!
Iphone and ipad, air max, and my gat
They'll keep me in an institution
Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him
Yes bitch, that's a presidential
I know that this sounds mental,
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