This is a song about "Im psycho"

At times i look in the mirror to boost my fucking ego

Rap with a dead beat, no wonder they call me psycho/

Psycho jacket attached with brackets latched and fastened in a bridle fashion

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Then all i really want is for her to go down low

The opposite of sane, yea a little bit psycho

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

Who thinks they're as psycho as me?

Im a real psycho from throat to brain

Down in dallas at the all-star game

I can spit intellectual or go straight up psycho

They all need attention, they call me a g though

You must be a psycho path loonitic at it

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that