This is a song about "I dont mind"

They be on that water here, put a couple in the air

Dont mind dirting my hands as a writer, the pen is mighty i swear

Never bad-handing nothing, therefore i grind

Oh, sorry did i offend your sick mind?

Hardest spittin’ mothafucka this side of the line

Dont mind me as i work on my rhymes all the time

I'm the trill og and i be out here on the grind

Oh, sorry did i offend your sick mind?

But like a porn star i'm best when to swallow

And i don't mind to hide my mind and my eyes though

●i dont fucking sell my soul

It's apart of her goal

My mind my temple, but i dont treat it gentle

To dream is to live life’s full potential

But i dont carry guns

These chalance give me balance