This is a song about "Lyrical insane"

Create madness; insane

I'm going off the top of the brain

Your body's gone insane

You're not usin' your brain

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

If released society will be insane

My lyrical ability is insane

Don’t want nothing from a nigga; he all kinds of lame

Spark up the flame, goin insane

Floor seats at that wizards game

Plus you should be insane

I like my hoodies fucked with lame

I'ma make you go insane/

And my niggas all the same