This is a song about "Inside of mw"

Trying to catch me riding dirty

The malady living inside of me,

Look inside of my light find hope and maybe just quit, look inside of your

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

Paparazzi, magazines: please leave me alone

Of rotten mold inside your noggins cottage home

Like hoes down in magic city

The malady living inside of me,

My slight fo's just talk dirty

With thats inside of me

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger

I just want another, wars inside i discover, full of clutter,

They gotta point em out baby

I couldn't leave this inside of me.