This is a song about "Mental problems"

With my infinite potential and my capitalistic mental,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

So let 'em chase love

Mo' money, mo' problems

He's mental on any instrumental

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Everybody have's small problems

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

I'm a splatter of bad problems,

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

Women troubles family problems

But i guess that shit's just tough love

Given her the tlc i'll never creep then

You mental state deteriorates n,

I know that this sounds mental,

Real slow yea i'll make you feel special