This is a song about "Psycho murder"

Spit it like i get it from the bible for your survival

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,

Doobies roll your booty ho alexis know the truthy, bro

The opposite of sane, yea a little bit psycho

Hollow tip dum-dums eat flesh like piranhas though

That ain't a typo look at your size maestro you psycho

Rap with a dead beat, no wonder they call me psycho/

Omo naija show your lighter ..so i made it with the micro

I can spit intellectual or go straight up psycho

Even when the skies is grey, and my money was low

Bow for ya new king derailled psycho

I miss you at my recent show

I see'em grillin, i ate it though

Fuck- don't let me lose it. i'm goin psycho.