This is a song about "All state festivel vt"

It ain't havoc or damage, it's magic in an artistic state

And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait

No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight

Rarely there's a true father in this united state

Just to get her into this state,

Wu-tang gangbanged it, meth ate

My mental state is declining

Cause right now i got my little boy crying

They're in a state of shock/

If you had, one shot

Can we differentiate the class of the minor state

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

Jump jump bitch right off the empire state

And i could see you coming home after work late

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

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