Mentally ill from amityville
She sing, model, and dance, but can't sit still
For what they've done to me mentally
Third ward general, young cash money
I'm gon remember her, but still
Mentally ill from amityville
Diagnosis disturbed, maybe mentally damaged
Drunk white girls the only way i'll get my dick sucked
I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt
Damage both fysical and mentally they felt
Stallion of the year: medallions in my ear
Mentally ill from amityville
Now this shit is turning to a habit
Mentally sharper, who wanna get it?
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