This is a song about "Can t get her off my mind"

Beats on repeat, have to get my mind on my side

Watchin the cops roll byit ain't easy... that's right

And these artists don't need me they already rich

In the middle of nowhere my mind on off switch

I can get this off my chest and rest, but now i’m writing rhymes,

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines

Like beep boop beep bop these rhyme can get yo girl off

But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because

Scholars and scientists now conceive that africa is the first place of mankind

I can see my reality when i secretly tell you that i can read your mind

Fuck she's dead... throw her off the couch, rest my feet on her head.

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

Why its bad and why i gotta get my mind right

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

Can you see past your shiny clothes and feel your mind get dimmer,

If you a real nigga, you looking in the mirror