This is a song about "Psychopathic"

You just cant match this, a psychopathic with tactics u aint ready yet bitch go practice!

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Verses so graphic they seem psychopathic

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Your psychopathic ass belongs in therapy

Psychopathic acid rappers on the track, slash it slapstick,

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

Whats my reason? im psychopathic, i have no reason

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

My bombs of bullets hit and drop i'm a killer psychopathic

And to be honest i fathered a lot of brothers in this motherfucker

This made me ascent into a dangerous psychopathic murderer