This is a song about "Me and my thoughts"

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

Brand new airs cocaine white, feels so good but it ain't right

I'm lost in my inner thoughts,

Alcohol and booty calls

Vicious transmission for my vicious ambition

Catch me sitting in the kitchen pitching thoughts for my mission

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

Leave these thoughts to me, myself and i

And if i want to go outside

Cide, my thoughts to guide,

Huh, a metaphor of course

Its all that's consumed my thoughts,

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

My mind my thoughts i think they're out to get me

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

Under performing i'm under #performance, losing my thoughts/