This is a song about "Faded state of mind"

Pitchfork doesn't need a plate

I'm right in the mind state

Gotta give it to you girl you're one of a kind

I'm pretty sure i should of died, my altered state of mind

Said i'll return but i gotta fight the fate's arrived

Finally hit the extent of my cynical state of mind

And i could see you coming home after work late

Im here but my mind is in another state

The proverbial lemonade that i made

It hurts to be in this ghetto mind state

We killin shows out in london like i'm on my grind

So i'm feeling like that odds is the only state of mind

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Rap brought me a confidence ina mind state of no consequence