This is a song about "Psych"

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Psych my mind and tell me it'll be useless

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

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

So many psych. books you would think i am crazy

I’m pushing that way where you came out as a baby

Now can i take it off yarub my tongue across yai do it so right

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

My book case looks like a psych. room

Won't run out anytime soon

What it means to know your momma or your father on that pipe

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