This is a song about "Thinking out lous"

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

You look sweet enough to make a nigga need a filling

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies

When people thinking they tight, thinking they rapping is life,

Thinking nobody's there for you

And if i do go you better come through

Everyone else's thinking becomes the same.

I've be stressin in the spotlight, i want the fame

I don't need a bunch of jewels to show you i'm cool

Thinking i should test it, then thinking i’m a fool

Cuz when the press get this verse, their sure to press rewind

Yall thinking you control me, are you out of your mind?!