This is a song about "Psych"

7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune

My book case looks like a psych. room

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

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

Psych my mind and tell me it'll be useless

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

So many psych. books you would think i am crazy

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

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

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

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