This is a song about "Broken minds"

Minds lucid from the mixtures

Let's enjoy our younger years

I’m effervescent, just ask them

Why? coz the silence had to be broken

My god come before this bread

Minds are something i don't read

Shout out my nigga miles

Ive got the sickest of minds

As minds are becoming complete,

Walk with heat cause talk is cheap

Never ever pay rent

My broken heart you could mend

So get your glass lift it up in the toast position

Leave with their minds broken learned an addiction

If a nigga didn't fake like them

Are grieving and broken