This is a song about "Thinking bout someone"

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

You're right i'm in my british castle thinking,

What this bitch is thinking

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

If doing it is wrong, i don’t wanna be right

Did someone slip me fucking cyanide?

I only got one rule, no kissing

Couldn't keep sleeping, but kept thinking.

And i'm a just take another guess

Thinking you dope , thinking you fresh,

I'm the sushi king

Like what was you thinking

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Wandering dreaming constantly thinking