This is a song about "Inner thoughts"

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

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Black fours red drop head doors

Six rebels lost in their thoughts

First off congratulations on the win

Thoughts are provoking, these thoughts are a commotion

My desire to never fall leads me to hitting walls

It is endless, you're defenseless, i see your inner thoughts,

But if i die tonight

His thoughts disorganized

Inner city hippy with the heart of steel

Pursuin' my happiness, suitable rapper here

I'm lost in my inner thoughts,

Alcohol and booty calls

No one's safe from my inner maniac/

I’m that nigga in fact, paper tall as shaq