This is a song about "Logic on lock"

He can finally help me masturbate and read fan mail

Plus i keep it on lock, like i'm part of the jail

With gin and tonic, the grim logic, we're racist against,

They two now, and haven’t seen their godfather yet

So imma act hard on whoever i want whenever i want cuz my logic

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Fuck a deal, i just want my father's email

Plus i keep it on lock, like i'm part of the jail

Got rap to myself, got this thing on pad lock/

As long as we're cooperating with god

I'm not normal, i'm norman, put this bitch on lock and be sick

But i'm giving it foundation when i write lyric

Straight conch got a nigga feeling seasick, oh shit

My only faith is philharmonic, mixed with logic