This is a song about "Paranoid lost sad confused lucid"

I was angry and sad

You know, work that

So damn fucking confused

Bb king or the neighbors of snoop

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

As he grew up he got more confused

Paranoid, sittin in my loafers

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

Stressed out and hurtin, getting more paranoid

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

You cannot just threaten my ass while on drugs when i'm paranoid

Is it normal to have lucid dreams

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave

Paranoid as fuck i approach the dude

But radio ain't trying to follow suit