This is a song about "A state"

Now your mind is in a state of criss cross

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

There's no wonder i feel this way, always in a state,

Left my uncle in prison for 15 years no one paid

And i'll put you in a mood or is it a state of

That’s like a complacent atheist is asking for jesus

And i could see you coming home after work late

Did the model, took a flight to the golden state

Where every recipient, property of the state

In a constant state of awful hate to compensate

I'm in a state of ecstasy, this is a warning not to mess with me

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

That's how i got the weed spot

They're in a state of shock/

Fuck the rest, we in a state that's too awake how

I'm the reason that your bitch is smoking weed now