This is a song about "Broken minds"

I know what it takes

Our minds to heavens gates

Yea i'm missin some sleep

As minds are becoming complete,

Fuck their minds worse than inception,

Well baby bot there ain't no question

Streaks are made to broken

Straight lane kiffen them

The minds of record labels

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

There sickos out of they minds,

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

I'm so unkind, blowing minds

Rollin' down the four o five

I’m watchin' espnbut when that show end

My broken heart you could mend