This is a song about "Loony"

I'm larry david, gimme my paper

Loony bottom line your a rhyme taker

O.k loony tunes, plotting to kill me tupac if i died sure my death be a mystery

Until the day i die, i promise to be wisewith my heart open, greed brings only misery

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Fair skin like cream in genie jar but mouth spillin' wind like loony arse

'cause my mama threw me into the loony bin.

Look, i got no time for that type of connection

The loony bin saids i have to go back to the zoo, so i guess now is the time to wish you all adieu

Get out the waykeisha now coming throughaye shawty what it dolet’s talk about me and you