Insane Asylum lyrics
by Yamine
(Intro: Yamine & Amy)
Hey Amy! I’m David’s conscience!
Wait why are we in this Aslyum?
Am I crazy?
I don’t know if I’m psycho
But I know you are all f*cked up
[DhayesProductions]
(Chorus: Amy)
Am I crazy?
I Don’t know am I psycho
I Don’t know am I madness
I don’t know
But I know you are all f*cked up (repeat)
(Verse 1: Yamine)
Take a look at (what)
What’s inside (ok)
A psycho’s mind (wow)
It’s not right (why?)
I can’t decide (what?)
Does square divide pie? (ok)
I’m on the decline, no recline, I- (let’s go)
You fake ass people can’t warp my mind
I take control of my actions like big Will’s wife
I use these hoes as a chess piece
Then drag my haters blood all over the streets, like Chief Keef
This asylum in my brain keeps my mind at a daze
Trapped and bind within these chains, I’m blind in a maze
Imani can we date? say ‘Ye or Nay’
I’m confident I can turn Moore into a Hayes
I heard You like planes, these heights are away
Those flights yeah I’m afraid, I can’t lie it’s a sway
Abra-ham’s a slave? It confirms K’s insane (ha!)
(Chorus: Amy)
Am I crazy?
I Don’t know am I psycho
I Don’t know am I madness
I don’t know
But I know you are all f*cked up (repeat)
(Verse 2: Yamine)
If I breathe wrong, it’s a bad song
I sing along, I’m a weird Gawne
Ya’ll made these rules up to create your own
Clone of JID with Boldy James beats now that’s a tone
He & SlumbabyFamily go crazy
They don’t stick with the lazy, they on a roll no maybe
Sick with all ladies, Des whipped a fraud lately
He kissed the Frog Baby who insists Shawn’s gay he
Had money for the ages, maybe I’m psycho for this record
Even better It’s typo this Site’s on Bold Letters
He’s reaps his soul’s whether
He keeps his code Edgar
He meets the four Vetta
To settle the record with those who stole Heather
Now he’s in a home with strange old fellas
Forced to take pills in this cold white sweater
Bind within time his mind is gone forever
(Chorus: Amy)
Am I crazy?
I Don’t know am I psycho
I Don’t know am I madness
I don’t know
But I know you are all f*cked up (repeat)
(Verse 3: Yamine)
I’m a straight hostage
Trapped and bind with no options
Get me out this torturous bondage
Everyday I’m seeing Transgender corporate garbage
Trying force you in the closet
And came out liking sausage
Pork is for the honest with beef you fill your jaws with
Beats you trick you mom to get
Then head to the studio to record demonic sh*t
You vomit quick, & hop on Wik
To find a new source to promote your argument
This life is worth sidious, hideous men with clitoris
Sinning the music we jiggin with, movies I’m binging it
My minds warping making me go crazy
The question still remains
Do WE think the same?
I have this mask on my face everyday
To prevent me from spewing hate
Maybe you Prep like Bruce Wayne
So that means I have Brute Strength like Big Bane
I predict you want fame, you suck di*k for the game
You sold your soul to me, and you received the highest praise it’s all glaze
(Chorus: Amy)
Am I crazy?
I Don’t know am I psycho
I Don’t know am I madness
I don’t know
But I know you are all f*cked up (repeat)