This is a song about "A state that is controlled and protected by another"

The populations controlled and all the food that you ate

He buy the benz where acres and crazy real estate

But we're protected and that's all that matters

Know the niggas quick to spit they actors

Controlled by the radio these soundwaves surround you

If you could read between the lines come and get your issue

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

By this being that is to be describe as a heavenly construct.

You gotta pay homage in order to get paid

Im here but my mind is in another state

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

That petty dream is defined by a small man i know,

I got nothing against them, they got fucking potential

How do you worship god when you're just controlled by the devil

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

Now your mind is in a state of criss cross