This is a song about "I m obsessed with the way i feel"

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

Rocking my peers and putting suckas in fear

Half your body laying on my chest

I must confess that i'm a little obsessed

To liberate yourselves, africa

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

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

Atop the pyramid, i'm on my i m pei dreams

I feel there’s no way out, i go to the light and i pray,

Forgive me lord, it feels like i commit a sin a day

Tryin'a keep up with my mind, and you wonder why

After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...

No deal if i feel like they work with the feds

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

You've seen the way i feel

Ghost in the hook so real