This is a song about "Psychology observations"

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Where greatness isn't celebrated, remains without observations,

Dear dad a failure of patience/ congratulations/ my observations serve me well/

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

Gave me head just to fit in with them, that's social psychology.

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

And need psychology

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

But if you expected that, then i guess you don't know my psychology

Where greatness isn't celebrated, remains without observations,

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips