This is a song about "Psych"

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Psych my mind and tell me it'll be useless

Wanna "freak like me," fuck adinaup and down is the object, side to side

Im scared to die psych, no longer afraid of fright death will come despite

Observin' their plat flows, viewin' their bars, their psych, givin me methods//

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

I bet i hit it where every rapper get killed, like

Psych! already tried before, that phone call equals a fueled strike/

It's a chordaroy life that i'm living hazy

So many psych. books you would think i am crazy

I'm not moving like a cartoon

My book case looks like a psych. room