This is a song about "Isaiah is an asain"

An asylum is where i belong

'til it's like a mile long

The emergency room, gettin stitches

That's an order, and my soul is

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Mc f.l.o.w. is just an abbreviation,

An i for an i is what we all live by 

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

Is my world an illusion

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

Concentration is key, can't have an interference

I'm right back in it dead yummy and her mildew stank

Anticipating the future is an impossible task,

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Your birth certificate is an apology from the condom factory