This is a song about "Mental breakdown"

Roll up and inhale, i live next to denzel

He's mental on any instrumental

Verses sweep my mental urges bleak

Sorry mama, i can't turn the other cheek

It’s official, she my misses

Is a severe mental illness

So pretentious with no potential

Getting in touch with my mental.

The herb calm his mental

Lady at the frank stand will

They can't break my concentration

Drop rhymes, no mental constipation

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Pop you like pimple/ codiene fucking with my mental

My mental state is declining

I got my wife, so fuck the ring