This is a song about "Inner conflictions"

Inner core, intercourse

And of course, my car's off course

Through emotions evoke the real inner you.

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

No one's safe from my inner maniac/

Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools

Imagine this, an inner-city kid without his papa dukes,

Of my inner monologue

Fuck a tape, fuck your broad

Bringing out the inner animal

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

When i ask him for shit, i get no answer, so god is the cancer

Just to feed his inner cat, his inner batch of unheard raps, getting fatter