This is a song about "I m mental"

Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

Cause youse a down ass bitch, and i ain't mad at cha

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

You other brothers can’t deny

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

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

Ay yo you wonder who i are

I"m the designated driver

I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser