This is a song about "Empire state of mind"

Shouting till they hear me on saturn lighting this path with my lyrical lantern

A cynical state of mind, untypical words with sophistical meaning, mystical turn/

They're in a state of shock/

He say, she say, oh my god

Confused state of mind, my existence, undefined

Please take care of all my seeds, to my unborn child

Ain't hard to tell life's a bitch, that's my state of mind

Not them 3 girls i got to be destiny's child

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Rap brought me a confidence ina mind state of no consequence

Or a fake like you out of the blue i'm throwing a mackaveli like you off the empire

And certain death for us ghetto bastardswhat can we do when we're arrested, but open fire

For him to be true is all you ask but i'm foolish

There state of mind, delirious, once done aint no curing this,

It hurts to be in this ghetto mind state

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid