This is a song about "Me and my thoughts"

They rap they're ass off and don't nobody like their songs

Everyday i'm getting paranoid of my own thoughts,

I just learned how to wright,with my right,thoughts each and every night,

Now they give a fuck about usand if i choose to ride

Is not far from white girls with big bread

Gives me jumbled up thoughts creeping through my head

Tryin to cop a slice of pizza with my last dimecan't explain, just what attracts me to this dirty game

Honestly i don't even know what influences me anymore, my thoughts are just inhumane

Cide, my thoughts to guide,

Can't pop fly, i get my socks tied

Girl, i put in that work

Trying to get my thoughts gathered,

My thoughts curved, they helped me roll over the dice

Picture me lettin this chump survive

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

Don't doubt me, my thoughts used to be cold and frozen,