This is a song about "I made up my mind"

Then change my fucking mind whenever i go belly up

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck

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

North cold or south cold, can't really make up my mind

Felt like i'm free from all my sins when the service was over

I made up my mind, on 24th august i was gonna tell her.

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

But keep in mind i came up with this in my damn basement

A mind made of feces,

4-3... yea, remember that please

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

And screaming i guess them nightmares as a child

I made lots of comments and doubt started stackin up

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

Uh riding 'round, i got some towson bait

I made my last fucking mistake.