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

He is the reason i have this fucked up mind.

I got a line downstairs ma, i'm in the grind

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

Then change my fucking mind whenever i go belly up

My mind i must retrain

Stuck in this game

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Made up shakespeare's mind and chose to be,

He is the reason i have this fucked up mind.

Go on, look for a better nigga: girl you can’t find

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

How you gon battle me wit a style dat i made up?

Dope money still a object, it’s the same damn grind

Cause she is the real one who really cleared up my mind

My mind recieves everything i hear,

Your niggas don’t ask how the top feel