This is a song about "Connecticut state"

You mental state deteriorates n,

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

I spit that garden of game, look at the hoes on him

And can perfectly fake his state of emotion

If its a different state or different city?

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

We tigers with the same mind state

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

Hold up, wait, these nikes don't got no date

We move to every state

At an extremly alarming rate

As i, fall deeper into a manic state

They're in a state of shock/

Almost cried right on the spot