This is a song about "Goals mind"

Doggy, i'm from the land of grind

No its fucking peace of mind!

*angel* hell no, eric, those goals are generic,

Goin' finally give a nigga leg room and a whip

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

Marijuana smoke doesn't damage ur mind

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

In minimum 1000 volts of reachin my goals

Don't diss albert einstein mind.

Cause i’m back on my grind

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

Got my own goals nd imma tear at em like a monster truck

Got pills all on my phone, these niggas know i’m wrong

Is all over and all of your goals are gone!