Insane

I'm insane All I know is pain And I smoke propane I'm insane I'm insane All I know is pain And I smoke that loud Cuz it make me sane But really I'm insane Stay in your lane Before you hit the pavement Never wanted the pain But you came into my heart And bitch you left a stain You got me feeling like I'm really Kurt cobain I thought that she was Asian Say she from the keys and it turn out she Jamaican Told her I'm Nigerian cuz she thought that I was Haitian I might lick the box cuz it taste like chicken caisian She act like she Caucasian Acting like you love me Bitch are you a pegan? Really thought that you were badder than stalli thee Megan? So I hide my pain in the fendi its butter pecan Look into my brain I'm cooking with an apron Creative with a crayon I touch it with a spray on Recline the seat I lay on Outside I put a face on Emotions they don't stay on Cus I'm insane All I know is pain And I smoke propane I'm insane I'm insane All I know is pain And I smoke that loud Cuz it make me sane But really I'm insane