This is a song about "I got a million things on my mind"

Always on my mind, girl you’ve got me so consumed

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

With my mind, so i dont end up on a killing spree

Baby when i like that, i know it's crazy

Hard to move on when you always regret one

Roll my blunts fat, i'm finna make a million

Niggas run and hidenapoleon will provide

I sigh, in my heart, a million soldiers just died.

So here i am at the store for some chips

In my mind i got these demons

I don't wear nice things on my body, it doesn't work well

I’m a blood motherfucker, nothing new to tell

I exited my room, i had death on my mind.

When it's repping time, i get on extra grind

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Iv'e been rapping my flag on about a million stages