This is a song about "Free minds"

Bitch, they call it motor city

Fuckin hoes thats all free,

Your mouth, i don't need, your legs, you can keep

As minds are becoming complete,

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Fuck their minds worse than inception,

Cause this minds not stressed out to that point, you see, it's free.

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Shout out my nigga miles

I'm so unkind, blowing minds

Strumming my pain with his fingers

Minds lucid from the mixtures

Side em on blister free

They gotta point em out baby

Got a flock full of dimes

Ive got the sickest of minds