This is a song about "Psych"

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

Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

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

Psych my mind and tell me it'll be useless

By a brotha who was hopeless

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

So i could see a part of me that wasn't always shady

So many psych. books you would think i am crazy

My book case looks like a psych. room

7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune