This is a song about "Out of my headf"

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

Got these amateurs eatin out of my palms

But most of the time i'm out my wits/

I be giving work to the kids

Get out of my face, you have your own space stay out of mine

Cause hype gets you rick mirer'd every single time

East coast, still them w's just raised up for real

All of the hair from out my hear

I like to poop out of my butt,

Course not, i'm big like horse nut

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

I take out of my largest targets, and fake artists.

Took something rough and turn it to a diamond

My love for music i trust she'll lead me out of dusk