This is a song about "A clouded mind"

So i'll paint a line for you and your stupid mind

I'm the trill og and i be out here on the grind

Cause i’m back on my grind

To give you a piece of my mind

Go on, look for a better nigga: girl you can’t find

Theres never a day when ur never on my mind

I don’t really mess with the feds, i’m a militant

They're mind eroding, it's a stimulant

Cause my mother let me do what i want

Your being dismembered its clouded thought

Bitches dissappoint you but money won’t ever stress you

Just clouded spittin through rappers two by two

Cause now you got me hopped up on that

Enter the mind of a maniac

Listen, hold up,the young dude focused

My mind is way to clouded to think,