This is a song about "Maniac disc"

Man i saved the rap game, you eject the disc before it saved.

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

Ima lyrical maniac

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

Buy my disc off the shelf, once i put one in it,

You could be doe jane or bane, ain't no track disc this train don't fit

Drivin and typin, not payin attention, missin they next exit

Wanna know what i been through, what you into

Of this maniac whos intent is to erase you

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that

Im not a battle rapper but i am an axe wielding maniac,

You have to take a year just to write a line to put on a disc

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest

Enter the mind of a maniac

With my red p hat, nigga you know we back