This is a song about "Mental"

Pop you like pimple/ codiene fucking with my mental

I’m attentive my opinion is monumental

He's mental on any instrumental

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental

Verses sweep my mental urges bleak

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep

She too bad to pass, so fine i'm gon' speak

Verses sweep my mental urges bleak

With my infinite potential and my capitalistic mental,

I’m here forever, these other niggas scribble in pencil

I go beyond the margin, escaping the mental

And if you light skin you might want to be careful

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

He waitin patient a mental patient

My mental state is declining

And getting money is the song i sing