This is a song about "Blank mind"

In the society you're the blank paper, stagnate as everything's drawn around ya

Packing hundreds in my drawers; fuck the lawbitches i fuck with a passion, i'm livin' rough and raw

Case of the stage fright, drawin a blank like

Couple broads wanna fuck, they should stay the night

Weekend trippin to wherever, only heaven is far

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

Y'all think i'd ever leave the pages blank? i'm supposed to flow so

She call me all the time, i ain't no regular joe

It's out to see like a mariner, get back into character, grab another blank page

Before we learn to fly, somebody else should trycockin' guns, smokin', we can all make a change

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

Accidents happen when i got the mac in hand

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

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

Why we call them hoes bitchesand maybe this might help you understand

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