This is a song about "Norman bates"

I'm finna break this blunt down and burn me up one

With that hotel bates swag just call me norman

Soon, i could relate to norman bates.

Never the gold, i wanted gold plated chains

I'm not normal, i'm norman, put this bitch on lock and be sick

Shame on themyour legs too little and your t-shirt big

Now they mention my nigga with all the greats

It equates to a modern day norman bates

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

My shoes cost a fortune paintin these pictures like norman

I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains

Stab you to fuckin' death like my name was norman bates

You ain't crazy as norman bates, that's up for debate

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate

Forced towards norman the foremen dork,

Basketball is my favorite sport