"My Producer Is Going Crazy"

Prod. @BigBagFtSlime Lyrics: Shout out my producer, he's really going crazy Shout out my producer, he really lost it this time Oh, oh, oh, oh My producer sent this over Like, 'What am I supposed to do with this' Somebody check on homie, man I think he's about to lose it I've been off my rocker but I've been taking my meds I've been outta my mind but I've been minding my head I got a screw loose but I've been tightening that shit And I know homie is crazy too, somebody check on him I'm running through the tunnel for that lightning and that thunder Roar, I'm a beast, you better catch me in a bundle Like mazal, I'm a diamond in the jungle One for crowds, there's another one I'm supposed to stomach Down I'm a lunatic off the leash and papers You better study me while I'm out before my next inpatient And whoo, I'm a little inpatient I got no motherfucking time for a racist I'm crazy I can only pray I pass it down to my babies Stiff arm to the media and all their fake ratings I hurdle over all these little whining ass babies Crazy, in my head I'm going crazy My producer really lost it and I had to go and follow him But this is just my style so I really hope my consonants hit I would never oust this crazy even if I was Constantine Or some other deity, I just want to be me Insanity isn't temporary, it's constantly So I'm a keep dropping these until I'm eating chop cheese with Ocky Habibis calling me papi White chicks calling me zaddy I can only pray my crazy producer is there with me Name on his chair with me, it's only fair, gimme A couple of locos going extra local Howling like a lobo, clawing like an oso Got em asking, 'how he go so so' Too rare like a dodo Coming out the 414 No coco, no NoDoz Few photos, I don't pose Everything black and gold, I don't fuck with Chrome Style goes harder than Pinocchio's nose No fables told