This is a song about "I m crazy"

I m not making u feel that u r my dear...

Give these niggas the pink slip when they appear

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets

Now i gotta exit after you

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

Shit i must be crazy

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

Killing these niggas off quick

It is religious conquest i`m trying to pursue

Now whatcha gonna dowhen my niggas come for you