This is a song about "Mental ptoblems"

I know that this sounds mental,

As i light one for ill will

This is my thought pleas tell me im not mental

Money’s on the mental, my efforts monumental

Me and my microphone could be one

Caught up inside this mental prison

Drop rhymes, no mental constipation

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

He's mental on any instrumental

Ha, running rebel on another level

You mental state deteriorates n,

I got 800 invisible men

Is a severe mental illness

Trying to get back to this thing called love

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

With my infinite potential and my capitalistic mental,