This is a song about "Loony tume"

'cause my mama threw me into the loony bin.

I'mma go to war with the devil 'til we're even

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

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

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

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

And then along came the wrong man for her

Loony bottom line your a rhyme taker