This is a song about "I feel my mind with ideas"

This ain't mine, it's ricky, but shhh don't tell my bitches

Gather my mind in musical pastures lathered with

I just want to feel these vibes deep within my fuckin mind,

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

Hesitant with my mind, i'll awaken the people, be persistent till i die

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

I'm taking pictures with my mind

You can search but you'll never find

My rhyme ideas come out so fast i need four pads

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

God knows how i feel about my life, how i feel about holding up white men with a sharpened knife,

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

Fantasizing about the fountains, i have better ideas, why fuck it with college/

I'm taking pictures with my mind

Yeah, look here thorunnin wild