This is a song about "Mental treats"

Insomnia is driving me mental,

You all niggas ain't even on my level

I got nothing against them, they got fucking potential

I go beyond the margin, escaping the mental

And after this, go ahead call me mental

See these lights got me on another level

Rather die making money than live poor and legal

Coking down treats freeing anyone medieval

Drop rhymes, no mental constipation

What up girl, tell me how you been

He's mental on any instrumental

Real slow yea i'll make you feel special

The herb calm his mental

As i light one for ill will

He waitin patient a mental patient

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped