This is a song about "Norman bates"

My talent should take me places i've never been

With that hotel bates swag just call me norman

Forced towards norman the foremen dork,

Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured

To call me norman bates is just a horrid imitation

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

It equates to a modern day norman bates

Never the gold, i wanted gold plated chains

Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state

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

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi in this bougie ass chick

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

While working on my mistakes

Soon, i could relate to norman bates.

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

My shoes cost a fortune paintin these pictures like norman