This is a song about "Psych"

I got plans for you look in the sky baby

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

My book case looks like a psych. room

7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune

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

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

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

Easy baby my thing tight, but that lotus flower just ain't right

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

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride