This is a song about "Thinking bout someone"

Did someone slip me fucking cyanide?

Which you know i'm different, right

I don't care what you're thinking 'bout; your mindset is irrelevant

I do not know how that dead body got inside of my trunk

But thinking bout grades gets me stressed

Half your body laying on my chest

Go fuck up someone elses had

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

There'd still be niggas out killing

Couldn't keep sleeping, but kept thinking.

Wandering dreaming constantly thinking

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

I was born to do the damn thing

Like what was you thinking