This is a song about "Blown away"

A blown mind. isn't that a mind blow,

Hit the club she drop it low

Now they are just all gone blown away

Represent the borough nigga, b.k. all day

Ugh, my eyes turn red, my mind feels blown like my bitch is giving head,

Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet

But i am known to be blown, like a clone or a drone made of stone

Now y’all better leave me alone, got license for my chrome

Put a eighth on lay away

I've got so much to say

It's a struggle,it's fading away

Underrated some would say

In america, it's okay to be a full-blown sinner

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

On dome splits, mind blown only blow commotion,