This is a song about "Rhymes of lunacy"

Spit quicker with a sick mixture of rhymes

But let me thank destiny i'm still alive

I am spitting rhymes out like i am a type of robot

Get a piece of pussy then take my niggas to shop

I wish i could have 25 wives

When spitting all of these rhymes

Mami... she open, she open

Rhymes flow right off of the tongue

Together yeah cause i had enough of you shit rhymes

Money got me excited, i’m coming four or five times

And she throws up whatever she eats

Locked in chains of rhymes and cuffed in beats,

And everybody's having sex

Run out of words write rhymes that don't make sense

Crunch rhymes into web of spun split spines,

Wale they call me tiger stripes