This is a song about "I m me"

I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Now i m gonna tell u a real story....

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

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

She seem a little brave, but i sense the fear

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

I`m a mania tic weapon, running away from this oppression

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

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

Cos i m working in this shit...which my daddy made...

Do it with no effort, now lets effin' celebrate

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards