This is a song about "Your crazy"

Uh, every time i’m in my city, i be acting like my shit don’t stink

You're crazy? i'll lyrically rip your head off, yeah i'm not the cleanest

Or cause i’m black, hmmm maybe

Look okay im crazy

His smile drives me crazy

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

There's a million names for your kind of chronic

Your girls head is crazy, she might be sick

Remember fucking you for the first time in your basement/man that shit was crazy

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Call me crazy maybe, but those were your friends that "hate'' me.

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

Others are bein driven crazy

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

But i'm more scared of weddings than a funeral lately

Just clippin' your hair and screenin' all air. oh hell yeah,that's crazy.