This is a song about "Mentally challenged"

I wish you luck and if you need me, call

Mentally i erupt at y'all,

My goal is going gold with out selling my soul

Mentally losing control, taken the pole,

I'm gon remember her, but still

Mentally ill from amityville

Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada

Except the motherfucker who challenged ya

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

Diagnosis disturbed, maybe mentally damaged

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Mentally, it always gets the best of me

I mentally diffuse all shots, successfully,

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see