This is a song about "Tommy ill"

This batmobile is real hard to steer

Mentally ill from amityville

I got swag and i aint rocking tommy hilfiger

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Ill beat you into submission

You're uncool like my mother kin

But ill still have physical scars

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

Shit i'll admit that i'm ill

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

I want to feel her in every way

Don't let the verbal tommy spray,

And that i spent the night with her

That's like gucci to tommy hilfiger