This is a song about "Absence of mind"

The revolution has arrived

I'm in the correct state of mind

Finally hit the extent of my cynical state of mind

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

Better leave it all behind

No its fucking peace of mind!

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

Told their false thirst for death dies in his absence/

Enter the mind of a maniac

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap

For that paper, i'mma grind

The thought of you never leaves my mind,

This is to my unborn child

To give you a piece of my mind

Something worth dying for

Control the mind of yo master