This is a song about "Mental gun fire"

He waitin patient a mental patient

I'm ready to hit 'em with this gift

I'm in the courtroom, screaming 'who dat?' on the devil

I go beyond the margin, escaping the mental

See these lights got me on another level

Hes fucking insane, retartedly mental

Searching for fortune and fame

With my mental sustain

Yes you have a gun but wont fire,

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

Your on fire.. your on fire

I know that this sounds mental,

Real slow yea i'll make you feel special

When it's all said and done

I went to get the gun