This is a song about "Mental programming"

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

This is my thought pleas tell me im not mental

Dehydrated lacking mental facilities

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

Verses sweep my mental urges bleak

Hes fucking insane, retartedly mental

Ha, running rebel on another level

You mental state deteriorates n,

Bring the hook,i think i need to spark again

You all niggas ain't even on my level

He's mental on any instrumental

Caught up inside this mental prison

Girls fast how jamaicans run

Never wrong at any level

Getting in touch with my mental.