This is a song about "Mental recovery"

I'll storm down blundering muttering "recovery"

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

Ok, chief-in on whatever on another level

Regards its a paradox,displacin ur mental,

Make them more insecure when they caught one

Caught up inside this mental prison

Drop rhymes, no mental constipation

First off congratulations on the win

Stack my money tenfold, make this my new temple

He's mental on any instrumental

My trademark im small and mental!

Never wrong at any level

I go beyond the margin, escaping the mental

Like the olympics these youngins just won another metal

Blasting recovery, windows down, so your buddies dash, my buddies laugh

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have