This is a song about "My deep thought process the lsd my self loathing but how i want to fix it all"

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

I pull my six, so i dont have to pay for my fix,

Self made from my skin to my shoes, size 18 so i know im in the view

I'm selling wisdom, just try and listen i'm tryna get you

Deep questions, cloud my head all the time

You reflect in this heart of mine

All my friends thought i was lame cause i never tried it

I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that

I thought that all the green gold had finally gone to my head,

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

All i want is my voice to be heard globally

After i dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard

I fix the hem of my shirt, i guess now we're curt since you love to subvert,