This is a song about "Kicked off with sick thoughts"

Kidnap a dt, tie his ass to a cross

My flow so sick i need to take a day off

Striking down in oklahoma at 2:56, the thoughts make me sick

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because

'cause i'm just a broad who bounces off the wall with my thoughts.

I've been fucking fronting with you since i kicked open the damn door.

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Ill branch off my thoughts with you, like as if i was a tree

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

I guess insane trains of thoughts are starting to pay it off,

Yal be confusing me and losing me with yal strange thoughts

So much fuckin' white make darth vader have a dimmer force

I like my thoughts filled with lame

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine