This is a song about "They call me crazy"

But lemme tell you that them heels really complement your frame

Totally crazy, but you'd just call me insane.

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

But still they call me the hypocrite,

I'm supersonic that's what they call me

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Now say fuck them other bitches them hoes ain't shit

So they just call me mr. fantastic

Yeah, they call me country grammar

My records sell, yes sir

See, there's a war going on and i'm the general

Wild and crazy, i'll track you down, call me daryl/

Call me crazy coz i want privacy

Fuck that now trying get the money

Or all them hot summers i was cooped up in the kitchen

Healing hip-hop's sickness, they call me penicillin/