This is a song about "Blank mind"

My pages are blank, now i realized i’ve that wasted my days,

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

We can count the stars on the hood in your father's car

Blank check? so you're what happened to brian bonsall?

You always was a black queen, mamai finally understand

I've been poppin' shit off in this bitch, i never left pages blank,

Left me like a blank white paper

Took the van, went snatch her

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Blank and expressionless, heart beating zombie

As i'm sitting in this chair, my mind goes blank/

Yeah talking boutbad bitch,good weed,purple drank

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

It's dangerous, the game is a test to our blank brains,

Read in between those blank sheets of paper, then you’ll see,

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money