This is a song about "Psych hit you with a mother fuckin knife"

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

I'm truer than a mother fuckin statement

And i'll hit you with a rematch when im done touring

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

You fuckin with hell, i'll cast you a spell

I was at the xxl just trying to excel

Well its the pain and suffering that's stabbing me with a knife

Cause i get it, no charge, and bbc for the low price

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

All you niggas comin with me its a fuckin trap

Knuckles like a callous it's like a fuckin' brick hit you

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through

Now you go hit me like this with a frying pan

And they respect that, say that i'm real man

Hey hey, you got me feeling like the greatest

Instead i misled, and i hit you with a closed fist.