This is a song about "Mental"

I go beyond the margin, escaping the mental

Like the olympics these youngins just won another metal

Regards its a paradox,displacin ur mental,

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

Getting in touch with my mental.

As i light one for ill will

Pop you like pimple/ codiene fucking with my mental

Stack my money tenfold, make this my new temple

Verses sweep my mental urges bleak

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

When you write your lyrics your going to go mental,

Make some move, ambition i’m on a level

Caught up inside this mental prison

See with a district columbia vision

Is a severe mental illness

Trying to get back to this thing called love