This is a song about "Mental recovery"

So pretentious with no potential

My trademark im small and mental!

To make karma come faster than she normally will

And after this, go ahead call me mental

As i light one for ill will

Getting in touch with my mental.

Ice melts into rain

With my mental sustain

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Regards its a paradox,displacin ur mental,

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

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

Dehydrated lacking mental facilities

Drop rhymes, no mental constipation

Times in this crime land, my thug nation