This is a song about "Mental abuse"

Tell em bitches they can get up on my level

Insomnia is driving me mental,

Yes bitch, that's a presidential

I know that this sounds mental,

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

Physically i abuse hip-hop, verbally,

Even though i'm a victim of my father's abuse

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

Master mind my mental

Never wrong at any level

I went to court last week for substance abuse

Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

Cruisin in bottles, lottery tickets, and drug abuse

I go beyond the margin, escaping the mental

To dream is to live life’s full potential