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

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

Going off into college doesn't mean that i ain't sick

Thoughts and feelings show, so slow with the release.

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

Sick coughs you got to burn me off like black ticks

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

Yal be confusing me and losing me with yal strange thoughts

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

Ddd-did i stutter the missing piece of the puzzle

Fucking your thoughts with a sperm filled tentacle

Now i'm showin' off, got a sick ass flow

I'm just saying, i ain't bitching though

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

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

I’m a king to these niggas, love a queen, fuck the bitches

My inner thoughts are sacred watch the words you speak with,