This is a song about "Mental"

See, there's a war going on and i'm the general

Pop you like pimple/ codiene fucking with my mental

Is a severe mental illness

But you hate them navel kisses

Getting in touch with my mental.

As i light one for ill will

The herb calm his mental

Lady at the frank stand will

This is my thought pleas tell me im not mental

To dream is to live life’s full potential

You all niggas ain't even on my level

He's mental on any instrumental

Serving gumbo with a shovel, dog i'm on another level

With my infinite potential and my capitalistic mental,

My mental state is declining

In my drawsring, ring, ring