This is a song about "Confined"

Undermined to those who are confined, in their own mind

And screaming i guess them nightmares as a child

Cause i disregard the white dress and the perm weave

Confined as a felon—never trust or believe

I'm the trill og and i be out here on the grind

I grew up fast, world was small, i felt confined/

Now i'm looking for mind but i'm blind, i'm confined, i'm behind

I see yesterday i called you names, and played games on yo' mind

You can search but you'll never find

Would want to confined to this grind

Baby, you don’t have to try to read my mind

How did i get trapped within, confined

See there no place better than the state of my mind

Behind these eyes lies a mind not confined