This is a song about "She thinks i m crazy"

When you keep em right beside you

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

She gotta hold her head up high

The more i drive myself crazy

We got money to go get baby

New grove, still bitches don't know this a flaw

I thinks its sad youve yet cross the law

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Well i may be crazy

Who thinks by his technique i would be terrified to speak

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

I m not making u feel that u r my dear...

She thinks this guy isn't a something

Comme des garcons, roam like it ain't nothing