This is a song about "Mental connection"

Send you to hell, you meet the devil, sign a permanent lease

I'm losing my connection to you, but i'm trying to believe

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Drop rhymes, no mental constipation

I’m here forever, these other niggas scribble in pencil

Listen here, ready for the next level? im special, bitch im mental

Pressed in timeswe busted like bubbleswith the police

Dehydrated lacking mental facilities

Caught up inside this mental prison

I pop one, you pop one

See these lights got me on another level

Hes fucking insane, retartedly mental

Stack my money tenfold, make this my new temple

And after this, go ahead call me mental

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

'' you got no bars '' so your words no connection