This is a song about "Psych"

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

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

Lightning is striking, water hittin' on my window like ike

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

Til my faith start responding, and if i get no answer, just know i tried

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

Just regret the fact that i left too soon

My book case looks like a psych. room

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

So many psych. books you would think i am crazy

Psych my mind and tell me it'll be useless

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love