This is a song about "I m so insane"

Onlookers thought i taht was insane.

Through all that rain, i kept my flame

I needed an action break to regain a little bit of compassion against attraction fakes

So i infect my brain with direct insane pain, beating you till there's no remains

I'm slowly going insane,so i need some assistance,

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

I become psychotic without you, i become insane,

But i'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game

Don’t want nothing from a nigga; he all kinds of lame

So much pressure make me wanna go insane

J. cole's her ghost writer

I"m the designated driver

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

So fuck it, i'm platinum in the streets