This is a song about "Loony tume"

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

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

'cause my mama threw me into the loony bin.

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

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

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

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

Physically straight but they cake they behavior

Loony bottom line your a rhyme taker