This is a song about "I had to leave that hoe alone to get my mind right"

Beats on repeat, have to get my mind on my side

Why they try to see my flow, but they know that's outta sight

Sometimes i need to be alone...

Whip, plane, motions own

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

Don't you know enough to leave well enough alone?

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

Still i'm treating women right, i never had to watch oprah much

I keep that hottie, just look at her body

My mind my thoughts i think they're out to get me

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

Decided to bag all i had and jog right home where my mother sleeps

Head first in that goddamn river, you're dead

So i just had to write this rap to get my head.

And that's jay line i had to quote that

How about i just get right to it