This is a song about "Psyche"

No more fucking with the psyche, and what's inside me.

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

Still you couldn't know my psyche, liar, pants on fire,

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

I'm a norse viking hiking all over your psyche

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

This is to my unborn child

The line drive, psyche the hive mind