This is a song about "Ill"

Mentally ill from amityville

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Things'll never be the same

Ill minded imma take aim,

Even if it means admitting i'm ill

I used to be the most humble until

Ill break your fuckin ankles

I used to sell them things in triangles

Mentally ill from amityville

In the "city of lights", it's hard to see clear

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

Quit talking like ya ill minded,