This is a song about "Absence of mind"

Doggy, i'm from the land of grind

The construction of mind

Wrote this sober, wrong state of mind

From the womb, my newborn child

Should be harder to find

I'm in the correct state of mind

And screaming i guess them nightmares as a child

You must be out of your state... of mind,

Better leave it all behind

Exlusion of the mind

For that paper, i'mma grind

The construction of mind

Finally hit the extent of my cynical state of mind

Puffy got a mansion, bitch i got the same damn kind

A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind

We are leaving behind the presence of mind