This is a song about "Loony tunes"

Battle wounds through shattered tunes with fractured fuse

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

But you try to play your tunes and we hear nothing but static

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

Do you want some tunes i like it freaky

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Like my tunes light a bong rap a song gradually

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

'cause my mama threw me into the loony bin.

They don't see my vision, grown man mission

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

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